...from the dark corners of my mind...

DJ Log: September 06, 2010 – Morning, 8:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I am traveling via vehicle to a large school building. First, I complete some paperwork at the front office before heading back to a classroom. The desks were very small and tightly cramped. I barely fit in the chair and am jammed, shoulder to shoulder between the people next to me. Every desk has a laptop-like device on them that would interact with the instructor's projection screen. The percentage of right/wrong answers are displayed, as well as questions that other students are asking. The class seems like a low-level math class, as we are adding and subtracting two and three digit numbers.

After answering a few questions, the teacher told us all that we could take a break. He also said that we could go outside and smoke if we wanted to. I am walking around with a few other students for a bit looking for a good door to use, but all seemed to be blocked by something. An open classroom directly by the door, or a janitor working right by the door, or something else that prohibited our clean exit. After a bit of searching, I split from the other students and went back out the front door by the main office. This was the dream's exit.