16. Lucid Dreaming Using a dishcloth he knocked the wall phone off the hook and dialed 911. A dispatcher’s voice squawked at the other end. Chase dropped the receiver, and raced me out beneath the useless plastic wall. “Aren’t we going to talk to them?”“Hells, no! We are officially not here. They’ll send someone out…

15. Surreality I woke in Chase’s bed, thrashing helplessly among the Spiderman sheets, trying to remember how I had gotten there. He loomed over me with a mug of steamy, cinnamon-scented coffee.“You’re psychic,” I muttered, making an ineffective grab. He sat down beside me, the better to ratchet me from horizontal to the vertical. As…

14. Heresy Suddenly I was able to run like the wind; my hair flying out pennant-like. Police cars and campus security cars blocked the entrance to my dorm. I swear it looked just like a movie set. An ambulance and fire truck parked right in a flowerbed, grinding down the autumn bulbs. That will piss…

13. Cross Face Cradle More than ready. Even though Cuppa Joe’s has none of the ”higher functions” Chase mentioned, it was just like a date for me because I had never been there. Unlike the slimy self-service cafeterias on my Starvation Level Meal Plan, Cuppa Joe’s is an outsider’s emporium. Not run by students. Did…