Hero, Villain, and Prized Object  I am out to eat with my friend Melanie McDyss. She is tutoring another little boy besides the one we both tutor now, whose name is Nick. I want to ask Melanie for her phone number, and I do. My sister Ramona and I are taking care of two kids. One is two or three years old, and the other is an infant. We are near a hay field and a cornfield. I play with the infant in the cornfield after crawling through the hay field. We play peek-a-boo. I have a small snake. It slides around my finger and on the ground. There is a gravel road there. Ramona, I, and the infant are sitting on the road. A truck comes down the road. I move. Ramona doesn't. I yell at her for not moving. The truck goes by.  There is a mouse and a dragon. The mouse slides down the dragon's back, cutting into its back with a knife. There is a villain and a hero. The villain has a prized object. The hero takes or gets the object form the villain. They are in a dungeon-like sewer. I am there, too. There is a drain, which is a slide that empties into a pool of thick, goopy, yucky slime. There is a foreign girl there. I think she is attractive, and talk to her. There is another girl there too. The two girls don't like me. I force them to unzip their pants and I touch their genitals. The foreign girl has no underwear on. The pope has called the hero about the prized object. The girls later say that I assaulted them and tried to rape them. I am embarrassed.