dreamed that for my birthday i got to sleep in a box on the roof of the sears tower (which was the top of a cat scratch tower) but it was boring after a while so i went in through a hotel window for a party. a friend named Listen was raped and murdered there by a guest. it took the police 5 days to respond but i proved that the murderer only cleaned up evidence and not his whole room by pooping in the spare bed and putting the covers back over it. i was pretty proud of myself for that genius move. i also dreamed later of a missing boy. he had gone through the sun fire hole but we couldn’t make it reappear so we traveled around cooking everything in bonfires, searching the flames for an opening. we really liked the lasagna bratwurst. one of the fires was in the middle of my grandparents’ dining room. just right there on their floor.