I was climbing up this hill with all these other people, and when we got to the top we were somehow in a hallway in front of a door on the top floor of some apartment building. There were only couples surrounding me so I started to introduce myself to them, as it appeared we were in some type of competition to win the apartment (?).

As I met all these people I kept trying to think of my partner's name,and I thought "Well how embarrassing that I don't even know my own husband's name!" I heard him introduce himself as Jason and I thought"Ohhh DUHHH! How could I forget my husband’s name when he has the same name as (my friend) Hilary's husband?!"

Then I was outside in the dark, and these two men had asked me to write some type of soliloquy on the hood of their station wagon with a gold-colored paint marker. There was already some strange Hebrew writing on the hood so I tried to write around it.

When I was just about finished I heard the men arguing, and one of them got into the back of the car with someone who was wearing nothing but tight white underwear. They kept the dome light on so I was able to sneak around and peek in on the action. The person in the white underwear was on their stomach and the other guy was pulling them down and digging his fingers into their asshole, and I was so scared that they would catch me standing there staring at them.

I heard someone else coming over to the car and I ran over to the other side of the car to make it seem as if I was still writing. The clothed guy got out of the car and there was another argument between the two men. The dome light was still on so I crept back over to the back of the car, and that's when I realized that the person in the underwear was a man. He may have been crying, and he had a poop stain in the crotch of his tighty- whiteys. Ugh. I was sooo grossed out.