Court

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Last night i dreamt that I was appearing in court. I was a witness to a boy called jordan who had ran down two girls in a jeep. I was riding with this character in the passenger seat. The hearing was not in a court though, more like a court yard. All the people involved in hearing were circling the courtyard like un-organized cattle. A voice shouted out "anyone who's fingerprints were involved in the crime please come forward". 

I felt this was somewhat me, as I walked briskly to the counter where the suited man was standing. He said nothing, stared at me frantically with a look of 'why'? Blistering confusion came over me. Why was I here? Was I even ment to be here? The man finally broke his silence and asked "please put out your hand"

I put out my hand with some hope I would be able to leave his glare. He simply painted my index finger nail with red nail varnish. And pointed me in some direction. I wondered off, finding myself in a silver room. A woman sat at the table, she was also in a suit. "Hello, I am your attorney. I think you should sit down. get a drink if you like" 

I went to the soft drink dispenser in the corner of the room. It puzzled me as to why a soft drink dispenser would find itself in an establishment as formal as this one. It has only one nozzle. Labelled 'green fanta'. The green fanta was delicious. It tasted refreshing, it went down with a fruity fizz. But what fruit was this? who knew, I know I didnt. 

I took a seat with my attorney. Why did I have an attorney? i was a witness not the defendant or was I? the room began to expand. Turning from a cube to an elongated rectangle. Obtuse in every way. Breathing, like proximity around me had a pulse. At this point I awoke.

puzzled.