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La Nouche's Dream Journal-Chp 23


• Remember playing some sort of game

• My controls are like a steering wheel that you would have in Wii

• My game is to control my character, which is some sort of a round ball, to get certain kinds of power balls as it falls down slowly

• There would be two gauges to fill: one is power gauge and one is love gauge

• Love gauge fills up much faster than power gauge

• Then I reach to a level where I am in a maze like Pac-Man style and I have to open certain dead ends to reach the power balls

• My gadget is some sort of wire that can enter the holes to reach the button that releases some sort of mercury-like balls that will melt the dead end for my easy access

• The catch was not to get hit by the mercury balls or I will die and if the mercury ball hits the power balls, it will melt as well and I can’t get it

• Somehow as I try to enter without getting hit by mercury balls, I found out that I do have enemies who shoots mercury balls as well

• Dunno how I did it, but somehow I ate one of the enemies that shoot mercury balls and I got powered up into a monster and burnt away everything on the spot, including the maze

• My enemies turned to monsters as well and tries to run away while I try to catch and eat them

• It becomes almost like story mode where everything became slow-mo while I try to catch the enemies

• When my character ate the final one, tearing it piece by piece, the game becomes story mode in which my character finds out that the final enemy he was eating was his childhood friend

• Memories of him and his friend being some sort of a little girl’s imaginary friend flooded into the scene

• Was devastated and cried over his body

• Decided to finish the game and went to chit-chit with some friends

• One of them looks almost like Shaggy and Scooby-Doo

• I hung out with the girl who had a big hairy dog

• Her mother told her to take the dog out for a walk instead of letting it lie there with nothing to do and end up chewing the shoes, and that we must be back before lunch

• The girl kept wanting to put on the leash and I even helped out but the clasp was broken

• Somehow as the walk continued, I seemed to merge with the girl, as if I was both her and not her at the same time

• We stopped by at an old lady’s house because the dog felt like there was something wrong

• We knocked and entered and found three Indian people in there, two men and a woman, sitting around as if the house was theirs

• We asked where was the old lady and they just scoffed and claims they were her relatives and said that she was evicted

• All her cats were around the house, mostly emaciated

• We asked them why didn’t they look after the cats, they just laughed and said that they couldn’t care less, that the cats quit on them

• We asked them what did they feed the cats, and they said chocolates

• I was horrified because chocolates can kill cats

• They couldn’t be bothered

• We went home just in time for lunch, but we came in sad and crying and telling the parents what happened

• It seems as if the parents were like the community head or the person running the housing estate

• They said they were paid a handsome sum to let them stay for at least 3 years before they move off to their job in France at a lighthouse, and the mother dreamily thought it was a great view from up above

• They didn’t seem to care that they have evicted an old lady

• We stormed upstairs and didn’t want to come out the whole day

• Finally the next day, we left home with some stuff, crossed paths with the mother and berated her about morality before going out

• We didn’t bring along the dog though

• We came to the house and we offered a lot of things to cover for the payment of the house if they would just leave and let the old lady stay

• We gave him my necklace Joe gave me for my anniversary, some comics, a pure leather bag, and even took off some of my clothes that were branded like Dolce & Cabana for them

• They laughed seeing our dedication and agreed, but if only we agree to follow him on his real job, which is baby-selling

• They had 9 kids in tow and they are to look for interested bidders

• We agreed, saying that we would do anything for the old lady

• Being my passport was still with my ex-company, they decided to give me a fake one

• We saw from our view that our parents were worried sick, not sure where we were and even contacted the police

• The Indian people told us to hurry and make a run for it with them

• We traveled around the world, assuming we’ve began the search for potential customers
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