last night:
I'm living in a strange house. It's small, like a camp. The backyard contains a high steep hill. On this hill is a train that resembles one from a roller coaster. It has gone off the tracks and all the passengers have left the site. I assume they left to wait for repairs.
One odd thing is---the train stops at the edge of the cliff. If they proceed, the train will fall and crash. A female passenger raps on my door and is crying that she forgot her boots in her car, which is parked outside, and her feet are freezing. I invite her in to warm up her feet.
Then it is announced that the train is back on track. Hordes of people climb aboard. It's like they all come out of nowhere.
Then the scene switches and I'm sitting in a classroom. A lecturer is relaying a bible story from the Book of Clark.

As the teacher reads, my eyes divert to the next story titled "Does God Like Assholes?"

I see a picture of a dwarf throwing rocks with questions such as "How can we show an asshole God's love?"
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