When the bus is finally on the road again you are still all high and you nod off in the window seat. You have this dream that you are walking down a dirt road. fields on either side. A deer crosses the road and it has a golden glow about it. It's body is thick and muscular. Throat muscles like ropes of flesh. It stops and nods to you before moving on. The scene shifts and you are at work. But the work place is a bombed out under ground building. Broken support beams, collapsed areas of ceiling. You don't have a shirt on. You where so sleepy you must have gone to work without one. You have your coat on but no shirt. You think you have have took it off here for some reason and left it somewhere. So you you start searching for it. You walk through a blasted out hole in a wall and you are in your old grade school. The place took a heavy beating, large sections are falling ceiling and debris. You take a stair way down and your in the first level of the Maize Glaze house. Where you spent endless hours as a teenager. There's a dark eerie feeling of waiting sleeping evil down there like a cold fog. You go down the creaking rotten steps one by one. So many steps! How far down does this stair way go. You start thinking the fear is getting too strong in you and you will have to turn back when you are here in the basement. A vast dimly lit underground room the size of a high school gym. Lichen lining the ancient walls. A large cry of one of the six on bus babies wakes you. A good nap you feel more energized now.