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Last night's dream was very eerie and probably meant something I can't figure out. I was hanging out and running around Fredonia's campus with Zane. Of course it was all very dream like in that there were rooms and buildings that didn't exist, hallways suspended my aircraft cable, and those sorts of things. Zane and I wandered down one such hallway, into one such room, and saw another "Zane". It wasn't really him, it was just supposed to be a representation of a piece of him or something I think, but he was lying in a bed, all bloody and bandaged, with the blankets up to his waist. The other Zane, who was with me, and I, asked him why he didn't get out of the bed, as he'd said he'd been there a long time. His answer was that he hadn't lifted the blankets off of his legs since whatever it was that happened to him happened, and he didn't know what they looked like, or if he could walk, or if there was just something placed under the sheets where his legs were supposed to be, so he wouldn't know they were gone, and he was afraid to find out. So he was just going to lie there.
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