Summer '80



     I am standing outside a marble building.  Pure white with roman columns stretched 
out across the front.  I go inside.  Inside is also pure marble.  A large open room, 
possibly a ballroom, with columns along the side.



     The room is empty but I seem to see movement and people huddled off in the 
corners of my eyes.  I feel that there are a number of people there watching me.  Then 
an old woman steps out in front of me.  She does a strange little dance.  Her dance 
seems to be some kind of an introduction, an ice breaker.  When the dance is over she 
comes over to me.  Then a number of people crowd around from the sides.  It seems 
like they are all able to talk with me now while they weren't able to before the intro 
dance.



     I notice that there are quite a few older people in the group, but there are people of 
all ages there.  Suddenly, a thought strikes me.  I ask them if they are dead.  They say 
yes, that they have all recently died.  I am scared for a moment but then realize that 
these aren't spooky ghosts but just regular people who happen to have died.



     The room is full and seems to be an informal party.  People are spread out all over 
the place and clustered in various groups.  I remember talking to a number of people 
but have forgetton most of the conversations.



     At one point in the evening I am talking to a young woman.  She tells me that she 
has been sent to me by my tormentor.  She tells me that the reason that she is telling 
me this to warn me is that she thinks that I am a nice guy and don't deserve what she is 
going to do to me.  Though she is a little bit worried that her warning may be found out 
and that she will be in trouble for it.