This didn't really happen last night, it's just how it was written when I found it. It was actually written around Christmas, about a week before it, actually.

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Last night, I dreamed about a Fear again. It was at that place with the lake and boathouse and the long roads you walk on from one centre to the next. It was the same scene with me walking up towards the lake with that one guy, and on around to the boathouse. A map will be included later on.

I imagine that the world continues on until the inhabitants' houses, but I've never been there, or even inside any buildings in the two centres I've been to. I.C. is a kisosk that sells ice cream. It's the only building I have any recollection of interaction with, other than the inner city, far, far southeast of the trailors where I hide, along the railroads. It's possible this part is another world, because They've never been present there, but my connection to the Young Ones was brought up once by me to try and get a discound on candy (which worked, the girl wasn't scared, she was attracted to me for it. Maybe it was just the thrill of another species, who can tell?).

This last dream, though, everything was the truth. That was the Fear, that the truth is out there, just past what people are willing to admit. That people are thinking so badly about me that they only act nice to me. And the horror is when they say it. When I make them so angry that they say it.

All the truth was coming out when the Old Ones started screaming. Like I said, when it all started it was just me walking with him again. Then, getting to the bridge to the Boat House and the girl there. Then I dn't remember what happened, but I was in the basement of the trailor (it worked in The World) and N and I and some other insignificants were there. Naomi and I ended up arguing with eacher other, and the truth came out. She said, "I'm sorry, I been tryin' to jus' let this pass, but, YOU are THE FATEST, STUPIDEST person EVER!!!" and I called her a b****-c***-s*** and then the Old Ones were screaming and we hid in the upstairs, and we were right next to the railroads, which, as you know, divide us from the Old Ones.

They just kept screaming and we all kept hiding, and we knew we were doomed because they felt us, and they were getting stronger, and could soon pass over the railroads. It could be any day now that they become strong enough to cross, and when they do, the only thing we can hope to do is hide, and it'll be no good.