Knowledge is terminal

I was working at my old job, and had found out something one of the guys there had done, it was causing him a lot of stress that I knew this. His wife sent me a message with a pyicture of a nice wide lens and said something about my getting it if I stay quiet. I talked with the guy in the hallway of my house, next to teh upstairs bathroom, and he started having problems, he fell to the ground and I tried making sure he was oka. He wasnt’ responding, but he was still breathing, and eventually started mentining that I was a great interview when I first came to the company.

I then went to their house with his wife and I think my mom, not sure. I played a quick throw of a dart on their dartboard and hit the table holding the game. Telling his wife that I hadn’t practiced copoeira as much as I’ve wanted to.

Then I was out in sortof multi-terrain area, swamp, a big muddy hill, and some dry rock. Iclimbed the hill tolook around. The guy showed up here asd started climbing, mentining how much he disliked the muddy areas. There were snakes, fish, and alligators in this place, I’d walk around them and avoid the alligators. Until he came, they weres’nt moving around very much. He mentioning my interview again, and I ran down the hill away from some of the animals in the ground, the foot of water at the base of the hill was just bad and I tried finding a dry spot, forgetting about the dry rocks. I stood on a log and saw some snakes following me around, and then remembered the dry rock and ran to it, stomping muck off my shoes and pants.

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