Jun 16, 2004 08:02
Was in the hospital again, though it looked kind of different. Apparently I had a cast on my left arm and it needed to be removed, and the guy beforehand said that if you sent in a cast you'd get a full set of hockey backchairrests. Anyways, my nurse really didn't know what she was doing. She removed the cast, and then said she had to set my bones afterwards. She couldn't find any bones sticking up, so I went to the elevator to go home, where I found Dr. Christensen. The elevator somehow turned into a taxi cab, in addition holding another doctor and a guy about my age. I hit it off with the guy, but to my dissapointment, my doctor had dissapeared (sob). Anyways, the guy took me to his house where he lived with a whole bunch of other people and creepy vampiric things. We went to go searching for dinosaur bones in the river with an older man (don't know who it was, could have been the doctor again). We found some little ones, but at the very end of the river, we found what creeped me out. A full set of bones and skulls from the Tampa Bay Lightning. I protested when he said "Oh my God, it's Fedotenko!", but I could not deny the St. Louis one. Then I woke up.