La Nouche's Dream Journal-Chp 10

• Had a ride supposedly to my mom’s old kindergarten, as if she’s working back there again

• Roads seemed familiar, like I’ve been there before (almost like the road to my mom’s ex-colleague’s home)

• Once inside, mom gone and everything inside change into like a home with my familiar friends

• Played some sort of love game and felt myself in the game interacting with people

• Left the game for a while, hang with friends

• Moments later, want to continue playing the game and Jack came up saying want to play another game

• Touching up my game and I felt Jack like touching me and stuff

• Watched him play, again got immersed in the game

• Literally was in the game with real people wearing weird game clothes and weird people beings, like cosplay

• See a warrior making marriage pact with a weird species for a girl

• Warrior slept, girl ready to leave for marriage journey, leave behind a message ‘I Love You’ with her melting nail polish

• Suddenly was attacked by an evil being, immediately engage contact with warrior

• Calls me a Witness and assume I’m from London, I think he encounter many like me before

• Fight with and escape from evil being from time to time

• Meet a lil’ girl who wants to go to a medium’s home

• Wanna wait until medium brings out the tourists to sneak in but was busted

• Was dared to go in and was about to go in but woke up

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