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La Nouche's Dream Journal-Chp 62


· I remember being in the room, and the sheets have changed

· I remember seeing Joe's 2nd sister's family and remember chatting with them

· And then all of a sudden Joe wants the sheets changed, even though it had only been used a day and that he was totally oblivious about it

· I remember complaining that to the maid but changed the sheets anyway

· Then somehow I found myself both watching a game and playing as a character in it

· I remember something to do with climbing and catching falling characters and send them flying back up again

· Then no idea why, it seemed to slowly play out into a movie of sorts and I'm one of the characters in it

· We were climbing up to look down from a window and I was conversing with a Doraemon and another doll that I can't remember what character it was

· Apparently I was there to solve something and the dolls were my guides

· A few men were chatting and I remember there were sink counters there below me

· Then an old man was asking where his dolls were and wanted to play with them, so I assumed he was looking for the dolls I was conversing with and gave them to him

· The men left the old man alone and then a few moments later, a whole group came in, laughing and celebrating

· Something in my gut told me that this was the scenario I was looking for, as if I was time-travelling and looking for a scene that I was supposed to correct

· I quickly ran downstairs, which weirdly was covered with sheets on the stairs, but remembered the dolls and went back up to get them

· Dunno why, Joe's niece was there and wanted to follow me but I told her no

· We all ran down to the party they were holding over there, the dolls telling me that there was nothing I could do to stop death happening in the party as it was meant to happen, but I was supposed to prevent another death somewhere

· One of the dolls asked me to go ask the birthday girl (or was it one of the guests?) where did she stay while she was here so that I could go rescue whoever I was supposed to rescue

· I tried asking her but she refused to answer, thinking I was some weirdo

· Her brother tried to protect her by coming at me but dunno why, as if in reflex mode, I was able to dodge him and hit him back

· I begged, asking her that if she didn't tell me, someone was going to die or something like that, but she was stubborn and continued to keep her mouth shut, although I saw she was waning

· I finally gave up and walked away, crying out loud, saying something about me failing again and the dolls comforting me, and at the corner of my eye, I caught sight of me on the sideview mirror of a car that I was sporting wings and two other men dressed in black with white wings were holding me, comforting me as I walked

· Someone approached me and told me to go to Rock d' Cafe or something like that, which was where the girl stayed, and said I might be able to make it

· Then I was no longer in it, but watching it as the credits rolled, showing people wearing weird plain T-shirts with chemical formulas on it and the Rock d' Cafe becoming a big tourist attraction with an altar or some sort worshipping dolls

· My gut feeling told me that the dolls I had with me were the main attraction
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