{A Narrative Dream: Future Security Forces [continued (5)]}[15th August 1988]

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*(4) After some attempts to escape in passages etc., I was fleeing down a long, daylit tunnel (like one of those enclosed aerial walkways you find in airports) – I was with, or was,** a father with his family. But we were headed off. We shammed dead, and the black men were at first convinced. However, one of them by a trick (eg Well done, it’s all safe now) persuaded the youngest child to stop shamming; then with an expression of regret (eg I wish you hadn’t done that), and real tears, raised his gun to kill the child, and us.

At this cliff-hanging point the black man and his companions themselves fell dead, and security forces appeared.

*[See last 3 previous entries]

**This kind of dream frequently uses shifting personal viewpoints. <880817>

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