The next time I opened my eyes I pulled my hand up before my face painting at it in the dream light of a wall few sconces. The growing was running out from beneath my fingernails dripping right off my hand I blink depending over to check my feet. I was sure I had never been so clean in my entire life. I was pretty sure that I had been born dirtier than the shower was making me. Making me healthy was it probably taking a layer of skin off? I had no idea.
My skin was bits scrunched from be staying in the water all this time. But I had no idea why I had this strange de dream of the characters that the Yeti and Cronas had told me about while we were taking a walk in the woods. They had not completed the story and it almost seemed like I was having dreams of the recurrences of events which had
