The guitar circle is on some sort of tour. We're going to be playing for an audience with Ben Bennett, tonight. The venue is sort of a garage, with two rooms. A little distracted. The performance room is weird. It's like a dugout, with several sort of fjords or raised spots that we'll be sitting on.
I am running a little behind. Supposedly, one of the audience members is in bad shape, with a debilitating disease that has left her body locked into a rough house-like shape (like the roof of a house). I believe that this is Elizabeth Bennett. Victor is a little upset with me, because I am lagging. Then I wake up.
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