There were headless lizards and snakes crawling over the bed.

The cave got darker and smaller, and I wormed my way up to the top.

… and discovered that I was over at old Lowell School, an unpleasant place of my childhood. In waking life, a group of bully boys gave me a nosebleed. Mommy was talking to the teacher to see if I’d been a bad boy, and run out of the classroom. My great grandmother was in the back seat waiting, unaware that the wheel of the car was overhanging a deep crater. I felt temporarily relieved to see her.

I yelled for her to see me, but like in all dreams she didn’t seem to hear me. I tried to reach her, but then suddenly I tripped and fell down that deep dark hole again.