There was a dream I was in these cubbies. An Aqualand underground built into five of these cubbies. They were square holding blocks. They each looked like a blue fish tank. I was living in an apartment, where I could go to a jungle gym. There was green felt at the outside of the playground front boards. Kim came back for me at the playground and we went into the pockets of the space. It was in cylinder formation. They were cubbies. The lifestyle of the people there was very orderly. They stayed as the black orb travelled to the other reality. Then there were three splays off the orbitals. The ship looked up from the bay. It travelled through the slabs that were at the upper area of the orbitals. The ships were having an interview.
"Who was it?"
"No one."
"No one?" the blue ship said, travelling to the second orb that had already begun to pulsate from lack of attention.
"No one. No one," the black ship said, its voice a voice of finality.
The red ship was occurring and sliding into the cubbies every day. The purple sled was at the outside, where a black hole was a black portal travelling to it.
