27.11.09, Black FridayI made a cameo appearance on my friend Abbee’s dream

She woke up from her sleep then found an unknown guy (sleeping next to her, maybe?) asking for a tarot reading. Although she’s not yet in the mood to do so, she reached out for her deck. 

Then I barged in, asking for her black blanket. I didn’t notice it was quite bloody. Whose blood? Beats me. If I recognized or introduced myself to the stranger Abbee’s with, I wouldn’t know.