A (ghetto wyoming? Idaho?)  campus/dorms setting where my cousin/Scorch (they seem to melt into one figure alot. O.o Even though they're nothing alike, all I can figure is that it has something to do with the two people I'm most attached to.) had a room. I went to the room (it had a really spiffy clear/purple stain-glass door on it) and went inside for something. Inside there was a large toy (like a big, baby-type of Marble Works) And it had clear balls with Care bears inside that you sent through the set. I played with it for a bit, then left. Later, Scorch, who happened to be a long-furred black cat, brought me a guinea pig. It was the most freakin' cute guinea pig I've ever seen!I was a dark black/rust mix and was so small and fluffy it was round.I pet it and it... well... "shed" into my sweater until there was only a bunch of fur left.I was miffed that it was gone and that my sweater had so much fur on it. But I was over it pretty quick. Suddenly I was walking away from campus when suddenly I realized I had the schools walkie-talkie and phone with me.I was trying to find the office to return them when the phone suddenly rang. I was like "What the crap do I do now?"So I answered it and clumsily (almost unsuccessfully) mumbled "This is the OWATC" (A tech school I went to for a time.) Then I woke up.

I seem to have a dream setting of amusement parks alot. But instead of trying to avoid someone, I was trying to follow them. Why? I dunno. *shrugs* This amusment park was like... gothic (not the stereotype) disneyland. It was all... woodwork and Masonry and... weird. Then the usual second dream came, I can't remember the first part, but it ended up at some sort of Menagerie (with cages of exotic animals). Two creatures (I can't remember exactly what, but a giant ferret comes to mind) got lose and... I think killed something. I was somehow responsible for it. And now there were people after me. I ran after the creature (not for capture, but rescue), it was across a desert landscape (all sand), until I suddenly fell into a pile of snow. It was in a running spring that stretched to a cliff. (The shape much resembling Canary Springs in yellowstone). Beyond the cliff was gray. Like a fog or something, but as I staggered closer to the water, I looked again beyond the cliff ledge, and now I could see a gorgeous ocean landscape that was stormy, grey, and cold, the waves were breaking on a mountain ridge lined with humongous clear crystals that were perfect, no flaws or anything. I stood and stared at this scene for a while, and suddenly I was down on a beach away from the crystals, where I entered an Inn. There I found the religious people from the place I had fled, and approached the leader. She reminded me of a gypsy or something. She looked at me, about to say something, I think, Then I woke up.