I'm at work at the computer and I am looking at articles that I printed out and notes that I took. Apparently, I just made a very important, but controversial, discovery about something and must hide it until I know who to give it to. I leave the work on my desk for a couple of minutes and when I come back, one of my professors, the one I call Grandpa, acts suspiciously. He hands me a manila envelope and asks to meet with him immediately today. I know that he has discovered my work and wants to silence me about it.
I see one of my friends, Cara, who's a PhD student, and I tell her I have something to show her. I want to show her this work. I look through my notes and folder but all the important documents are gone. Someone took them! I know it was Grandpa. He wants to have me assassinated so no one finds out about these findings. I tell Cara that if something happens to me, to contact police and tell them it was Grandpa.
I immediately leave and meet up with other friend Kara, who's in my cohort. We go to the bookstore to get some books for class but we've gone to the wrong bookstore. So we run to the other bookstore, which once we enter has become part bookstore, part changing room.
And then... I wake up.
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