The VP House - a dream
I was just sleeping for a few hours. Sleeping during the day/early evening seems to be great for my dreams... they're at their most vivid during those hours.

We were all in a room... a small crowded room. Everyone from VP was there. I was wandering around, in and out, doing something with my cellphone, though at the time I did not seem to know what.

Construction was going on throughout the house (and the VP House had the same sort of balcony setup as did the Island Inn, but the rest of the building seemed quite different). Evidently, workers were adjusting the size of the rooms, because some rooms were leaking into others and taking up too much space. But whenever they came to fix it, the size difference was completely inconsequential. Less than an inch per room, in fact.

After working on one room, however, an interesting acrobatic climbing frame structure rose from the balcony boards and circled the VP House (except it managed to be both inside and out). It had swings, monkey bars, various climbing things, and plastic tunnels. I don't remember who said it, but someone proposed the theory that it was there for when we all finally learned to be real chipmunks.

While this was going on, I was going through the complex, taking photos of my VP mates. But there was a strange man in a ninja outfit too. I never tried taking his picture, but when I took a photo of anyone else, he'd make a leap and do a flying kick, timing it so that he was right in the centre of the picture when the photo took.

I was still doing that thing with the cellphone too, however. I was investigating something. I had discovered that typing the same digit into a cell phone nine times would allow me to discover the true form of anyone at VP. The fact that there were only ten digits did not seem to be an obstacle here. Some of the numbers could apparently be used in different ways (even whlie being the same numbers). The zero key ten times got the operator. Shame I never thought to ask her for any answers.

I did receive some answers (and I don't believe any of them were chipmunks). Unfortunately I've forgotten them all. Clearly it was not Information I Can Return With (or should that be News I Can Use?).

Though I did discover one person's true form. Scott Hawkins was the White Hart. I know this because rather than using the cellphone to make my discovery this time, I just asked. Mac (who was always with him as they continually circled the VP House together) gave me this information freely. It was very much a case of "the sort of thing that seems to happen in TV dreams, but never in real ones" happening in a real one. The significance of the name seems quite clear.

Then I woke up and discovered I had nothing to write any of this down in, so I rushed over to the computer and just typed madly. Some of that information (including most of our True Forms) will sadly be lost forever. But I suppose next time we find ourselves in a dream, we can wander over to the White Hart (I'm sure it has a big "50" on the door), grab one of those perfect drinks they just don't serve in the real world, and learn some more.