Last night I found myself in the middle of a war. I was quite confused because for some reason it was a war between Germany and Singapore and I kept thinking of how could Germany even come all the way here. My mind kept questioning the plausibility of the entire situation – and I eventually told myself to believe that Malaysia was in cahoots with Germany. I think I was in school at that time and everyone was running everywhere. Nobody died yet though, but we kept seeing soldiers running to and fro from the reservoir.

Apparently the war was to be taken place at the reservoir and I was very near to it. I kept fussing over how I would get provisions to survive, how I would be able to wash my face, and how to react if I heard a bomb drop. I was so afraid Singapore would turn into a third world country that I cried and hugged the person next to me. I don’t recall who she was but she kept smiling and I ran away.

I ran to the Mac lab on the 6^th floor and there were people inside dying. I think it was some disease or something and I immediately decided to go home. I decided to fly (I could always fly in my dreams) and I flew all the way back home. When I got home, my mother told me that there was a vampire on the loose. It was biting everyone I know and I didn’t want it to bite anyone else so while I heard bomb sounds coming from TP, I went on a hunt for the vampire. Half-way through my dream, I found out that the vampire was too strong for me to kill, and I got into a frenzy and jumped off some cliff.

I woke up in my next dream and I knew I was a ghost. I started flying around and telling everyone I was dead and for some weird reason, only the aunties could hear me. I tried flying to my own house to see my Dad but I would get lost and end up somewhere else instead. I met a few ghostly friends and we had fun stealing other people’s Starbucks. Don’t ask why.

I also went around stealing clothes but got sad afterwards when I realised that nobody would be able to see me wearing them. I got so sad that I decided to go to the cathedral where Vernetta and I went for the night festival. I wanted to go to every temple, mosque, and church, to find God. I think I wanted to ask him to make me an angel so that people could see me in all the clothes I stole when I decide to show myself.

So I think one of my ghostly friends suggested Googling where God was but we didn’t have a very strong Wi-Fi signal. She showed me a map and circled the lawn of the cathedral that I had initially planned to go, saying that it had the strongest Wi-Fi in the whole of Singapore. We decided to go there and on the way I randomly made a joke that we would burn if we went in. She didn’t laugh and called me weird. We got tired of flying and got on the bus to City Hall instead. I was so happy that nobody knew we were on the bus (the perks of being invisible).

Before we got off, I remember meeting other ghosts on the bus and we started chatting about how cool and awesome dying was – although I didn’t tell them I died from being a coward and jumping off a cliff. There was a party at the cathedral and both of us wanted to have fun and dance. But the moment I stepped on the grass of the cathedral, my feet started burning and that was when I convinced myself that I was an evil spirit and that I was also possibly a devil.