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kindergarten jail (Abridged)

I have to go to court, because someone accused me of child molestation or something. Asuka doesn't believe my innocence, but I tell her to check my dream log, she does and knows it wasn't me.

Judge: You have the right to an attorney!

Me: I reserve my right.

Judge: What?

I pull out a law book and read a passage about how an attorney's first duty is to the court and NOT his client. Therefore, I don't want one. The accuser looks like Ganon from Zelda: ALTTP. He summons a 3d image of me molesting a child.

Me: that's not me. I can tell by the person's energy.
Accuser: outrageous!

I point at the image with my pinkie. The image changes into L who's molesting the child. I keep pointing at it and i see L is drawing energy from the Child's base chakra. The energy goes into him and then a Reptilian alien draws it out of him. weird.

Accuser: You are only manufacturing evidence!

Judge rules That I have to spend a dream year in a prison that's filled with children, If I touch one I spend another dream year there.

Me: piece of cake.

I only remember being in a jail with children where we had to do crappy arts and crafts all year long. Asuka visits me there as a young black girl. We build letter blocks together but mine are all crappy. I zoom out of the scene and am back in the courtroom watching the scene on a TV.

Accuser: he did his year, and was well behaved, but he failed do to build any letter blocks properly!
Judge: Sustained he served his sentence. he is a free man.

Back at home

asuka has disapeared. I'm talking to my guide outside of my house at night time. I remember being really pissed about spending a whole year in jail.

Rescuing Asuka

Me and Asuka are running in a town being chased by a black helicopter manned by L. I fly up and try to take it down but he keeps dodging. I get cornered at a gas station. Since I'm not lucid i forget my dream powers.

I go from under the roof. i fly across the plaza once more and then sit on the ground. I wave my hands up in the air in surrender. L is an old man who looks like he belongs to the illuminati. I ask him "will i go to jail again?" he says "no, you surrendered... can't be punished for that.

Back in court

I am standing before the judge between two Asukas. One is fake and one is real.

Judge: which one do you want to be with?

L sitting in the audience shoots an astral tentacle into my head and makes me pick the fake one.

Judge: Asuka now belongs to L.

He rules in favor of L.