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There is a shadowy darkness about this very different place, strange and shapeless, even though it has a staircase. It's small but large; somewhere far but near. I've been sent here to learn something very important. There are others, but I never see them. I can't quite determine if I have the freedom to leave or I have to stay here. There are classes here, I feel the presence of others, information is being downloaded to me, but its not the usual download, it's in the air. I'm curious to understand where the information is coming from. I'm scouting around, searching for the source of the downloaded information.

There is an outside to this place, but I don't dare leave. I see a staircase and near the stairs by happenstance appears a rather large, heavy book. An invisible presence shows me the book. I'm elated to know the source of the information; I'm suprised its from a book. The black leather is thick and heavy like a large dictionary, the edges of the pages are frayed and burned. The opened book pages flutter as pages and pages are revealed. I'm in awe that this book is being downloaded for it valuable information. I'm interrupted by a subtle feeling that I shouldn't be viewing this book, then I'm taken out of the place and left to fend for myself. There is a strange vehicle that I use to leave this strange place. I don't know how to drive it, but I'm at the controls. I drive this strange vehicle into the darkness and into something. Im wide awake with a burning vision of this book. It feels as if there wasn't any lapse time from the dream to being in my dark bedroom thinking about the Book. Without lapse of time, I have a strange feeling that my dream and my consciousness occupied the same second.