Looking out from my bedroom window. I see my friend ascending slowly across the stair-like roof tops
One after the other, they gradually lead to my third floor window. His eyes are colored entirely white, no pupils or iris to see.
When he finally reaches my window, we speak to each other. I ask him what is wrong, and he tells me that it'd be better if I didn't know.
I invite him to come him, but he hesitates. I insist that he enter. He nervously checks the time, and agrees but there is much more on is mind.
I awake on the train. I can't remember exactly where I'm going, but I think I am trying to get to a job. The train passes several stops, all of them unfamiliar to me. I finally ask someone where the train is right now. I am told by the train man that we are in the foothills. Mountains all around, I am told I'm several days from anywhere I want to go. So I get off of the train
I take a lustful look around me. The train is gone. The sun is strong. The grass is tall. The planes are sleeping in the sky. I begin to run toward the hills. Everything surrounds me. Then once again I'm with my friends. My eagle has landed. My bird has flown. The door is left on a hinge. I awake from this dream. I can't remember everything that just happened.