Some one used my pan. Then did not clean it, I fry bananas in that pan. Skinner was telling me to let it go. I can't help but feel angry about their dis respect. They got their own stuff.   I liked dealing with the ghosts better   So I hid in my closet  not wanting to deal with them  for  a short while.  I wanted them to just leave me alone. Instead they kept calling for me and demand  I cook fish for them. 

I just held onto my pan and  squeezed tighter in. 

GO AWAY just GO AWAY please just stop .  They won't shut up.  

The rain never stays away. 
I had been  trying to  find Max. 
We are staying at the temple now.
The green mist flows into our old house.
I do not trust it.   We took the film and what we needed out.
Max if you are okay please contact me.

This is weird, this temple is not what it seems. Yet it is dry and that works for me.

Pru was more or less content.   Looking over the   fire and  feelling the jungle air.   Yet making her a guard was not a good idea. So this of course was   not done.   Frying a banana seemed like a fun thing at the moment. She was  hungry and it would taste bad. 

"Want one they taste really good.   Makes them taste sweeter." She stated.   

"Not such a bad village when it is safe."

This makes no sense.  I should not have arrived here and I know I am not tripping now. We are okay but  this is creepy.  I can remember when the radio crackled. The Tv seemed more vibrant . Not sure why I saw a tv.  Was that even real?

Plaster and paints I cough.
This was a really bad trip. People had been shooting at me
Has Tv got into my head?  Images of war made real?
I am not sure where I am. 
It is like the images I saw.
in black and white