I finish my last class. Then I participate in some athletic class in a large gym. I’m tired, so I take a nap between classes. The blankets are so warm.
“Good,” I think, “this way I accelerate my recovery.”
I hear some mechanical crankings going on around me. A classroom has been fashioned around me. It’s actually a very nice room. Well dressed adults file in; Soon, the room is full.
I sit up. They talk in earnest. Most of these people are European. I’m in a meeting of professors or intellectuals. There are some blonds here that are dressed in hot white dresses, my eyes can’t resist being seduced by them. I notice that I’m just wearing a white long sleeve shirt and nothing below; that doesn’t bother me so much because my lower half is hidden and I’m fascinated by the gathering.
“I’m not supposed to be here. So you mind if I stay and participate?” I ask.
A German assures me that it’s fine.
I take advantage of the situation and enjoy putting my own questions to the room, asserting my own thoughts.
The subject turns more and more to Europe. It dawns on me that I’m sitting with Nazis who are emphatically discussing the crisis of their military demise.
Light begins to shine from the blinds. We are under attack. The room mechanically separates to reveal the entire gym is stocked with spectators. The room disperses; pairs of attendees scurry along blocked paths.
This is no posh party. It’s a play of When Mars Attacks. I pull my shirt down and head out of the gym.
The gym turns into an outdoor stadium. The weather is nice. I’m stopped by one of the actors who is actually a reporter.
“You added a sense of realism to the play.” he says. “It became more authentic the way the actors had to play along with you while you were genuinely living.”
There is a manakin bust with a blouse and panties. He reaches for it and hands me a tissue.
I say “I thought you were going to hand me the panties because heaven knows I need them.”
I jog out of the stadium and pull up my shirt as I’m about to jog out of view, revealing my bare ass. The reporter cracks up.