Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Bag of Teeth Dream

We're in a boring class and the teacher is just reading the textbook out loud. Yuan, Shu, and I all of a sudden are summoned by the teacher to go out to a specific office to get some forms for her, so we leave the classroom on our mission.

Our destination looks and smells like a medical/doctor's office with lots of little box offices inside. Yuan gets something from a service window and says, "Oh, these must be the person's teeth." We ask her what she's talking about and she shows us a small bag.

"Why on earth did you take somebody's teeth?" we ask, freaking out. We run out of the room. I'm wearing wedged flipflops and find it difficult to run fast so the other two girls just pull me and I slide along between them as if on skis.

We run downstairs and hide behind a gate, the bars of which we are thin enough to pass through. We sit in the dark, afraid that the owner of the teeth will come get us...

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