TOW 		             
Dreaming; Night of
April 23, 1982
       7:23              We found (me and V) this huge underwater science fiction library that looked like it had been abandoned for years (maybe 20). We looked at all the books (I forced myself to remain in that dream in the Carlos Castaneda way because I kept trying to wake up and shift to other dreams). This is the first time I've dreamed about waking up and writing in my notebook. Anyway, while we were in the library, a huge man came and kidnapped us to a house underwater where, unlike the library, there was no air pocket, i.e. the rooms were full of water. We could breathe just fine so I guess he gave us some kind of aqua-lung. I remember the door to the house was very small and I had to turn sideways and kind of swim in. In one of the rooms in the house a radio was playing (talking in some foreign language).
     That was my second dream of the night. My first was me and a group of people who I don't remember (I'm not sure I even know them in my waking state!) were on vacation at this cabin on a lake. Somehow everyone died (three fine girls) except me and I think M, and then they came back, up out of the lake (did I mention they had drowned?) looking slightly dessicated after I think three days of being drowned. I forget a lot about this dream, but it was quite involved.