(05/26/63)(I seemed to be reading this dream. All persons were strangers, and even the reader was not surely myself) ... I (?) was on an open loft with two men. I feared them. One stood unsteadily on the edge and I pushed him over. When the other man returned, I said to him, "Mr. _ had a fall and when he went to see to him, I ran down the stairs out the back door and away turning at every corner so he wouldn't know which way to go to overtake me. The streets looked as if seen in a chart.