Dream

I visit Steve R. We are on a beach. He tells me how he screwed over his boss. I guess he was unhappy about something. He messed around with the companies computer system. One thing he did was change the email auto responder to give customers a rude message.

While we are walking on the beach I see a police man up ahead. We lay down and hope the offer does not spot us. I can tell he is looking in our direction. Steve does not seem too concerned. I decide to take off. I start running towards the water. Then I run through pine trees. I see two sets of footprints already in the sand. I follow them.

I slow down.  Lisa runs after me. She is telling me how much she likes the mascara I got her.



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