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vivian:
aaron and i live in some fancy multi-storied house with a white spiral staircase. i think we’re roommates or something. at one point, i’m upstairs and i feel like i’m kind of going crazy. i start seeing all these kid ghosts everywhere, and i’m freaking out. they are relentless — showing up all the time, flying around… they’re so plentiful in number they’re practically overlapping with one another in my vision. i step out of this room where all this crazy shit is happening and go sit on the staircase, hoping it’ll subside there, but it’s like, more vivid than ever. i finally stumble downstairs. i’m looking for aaron’s room and as i’m looking for it, i realize i’ve never been there before, because the house is sooooo huge. there are hella rooms and i have no idea where i’m going. and actually, there are massive numbers of people living there; there are many more people than just aaron and i, but i don’t really know who they are at all. i vaguely think they’re related to him. i’m going in and out of these rooms, catching bits and pieces of their lives, and they see me a little and i them a little, but no words are exchanged. finally, i settle in on sitting in some bedroom. someone i know is there and talking to me. i don’t think i particularly want to talk to him, but i don’t really have a choice, it feels like. finally, aaron pops his head in for a second and i’m like really excited to see him so i can tell him about the ghosts, because i don’t have anyone else around that i can talk to about them (and i guess i don’t want to talk to this guy i’m talking to about them?), but aaron says that he has to go for just a second because his friend is in the hospital and he needs to see them… and i get a flash of what his friend looks like in the hospital, almost as if i’ve already visited him myself. the end.

inspiration: hung out with aaron the previous night and he was definitely running around a lot in and out of rooms, haha.

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vivian:
there are some people who can speak to ghosts, and apparently, ghosts are connected to energy. for some reason, energy manifests itself in the form of green pieces of string almost that connect the ghosts to the person exuding the energy. i am told by a lady who can speak to ghosts — and see the lines connecting the ghosts to me — that because i have a lot of energy, ghosts are attracted to me. i see from a third person point of view as she disconnects three strings that are running between a ghost and i, and she basically just swats them away with her hands.

there is a little boy ghost who i can see and speak to. he needs to accomplish a task, but he is in a bathroom, and there is a string in the bathroom that dictates how far away he can go. he wants to go to the supermarket, but it is further away than the string will allow him to go. he asks me to help — maybe he wants me to go there for him. it is complicated, but i don’t remember details. i don’t think i ever physically go to the supermarket.