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poured out of it in my nightmare vision.
    That move was a little too much for me.  The throbbing ache
flared up and became a burning sharp pain. It shot through my entire body.
Slowly it faded away and was replaced by the throbbing heartbeat ache that now
seemed to be a relief compared to the other. I was definitely hurt, was in a
place I didn’t recognize. I tried to make sense of it all. Back to the moment I
saw the fairy on my walk, to everything that happened after. I wanted it to be
a dream. None of it could be real. But here I was in a dark cave of some sort.
Something had to have happened to me. I must have gone on a walk and fallen
into the wash and hurt myself. Everything else was just a dark and twisted
dream. That made sense to me, except, how did I get in this smelly cave? 
    I had no answer that made any sense to me; the only thing
that seemed correct was it all really happened. The fairy, the parasite thing,
and the fall. All of it happened. A strange rumbling sound passed over my head
as a vibrating sensation passed through the cave. There was something familiar
in that sound. A comforting sound. If I could just place it, I would be ok. A
small bubble of panic was forming in my mind. I took a few deep breaths and
realized that my ribs were fine. Another wave of relief washed over me. It had
to have all been a dream. I remembered falling down into the wash and feeling
my bones break. If I could breathe without pain, I must be ok. But I remembered
the pain. I felt it. I tried to wrack my brain to see if I remembered anything
I had ever read or heard regarding someone feeling pain in a dream as if it was
real? Why was I so weak and hungry? I had to get ahold of myself and get out of
this cave if I could.
    I started a check list in my mind. I could breathe without
difficulty. Check. I could see even if there was not much to see in this gloomy
dark cave. Check.  Another rumbling sound passed over the cave. I checked off hearing.
    I knew I had to move to get out of here. Even though it
seemed like I had no broken bones I wanted to be sure. First, I wiggled my
toes. Check. They seemed to be ok. Now I checked my fingers. Not too bad. Now I
checked my feet. I went down the list moving every inch of my body carefully. 
When I got to the point of bending my knees, I was beginning to think that I
was ok. I was fine. By the time I reached my head and moved it carefully, I had
convinced myself that I was going to be ok.
    ”Take that, you stupid fairy. I’m going to live,” I mumbled
to myself. I was sure the fairy had something to do with all of this.
    “It’s always the pretty ones,” I said.
    I laughed a little and the dull sound of it brought me back
to the reality of my situation. If this day was all just a fevered dream, I had
to figure out what had really happened and I had to get out of this cave.
Slowly I started to roll over.
    “No pain. Good,”  I mumbled as I moved.  I saw daylight.
That was the way out of the cave. I didn’t think I had the strength to stand
up.  As I looked to the light, I heard a sound that made me realize where I
was. It was a car horn. I was still in the wash. I must have crawled under the
road into the tunnel under the street.  But what happened? I had convinced myself
that all the fairy and rock stuff was a dream. I must be sick and needed help;
psychiatrichelp.
    Puzzling over the day, I was reminded of the old line from
the Sherlock Holmes books.“ Eliminate all the other possibilities and whatever
is left, no matter how improbable, that is the answer." I had to find out
the truth. A dream or truth?
    Ok, first I needed to see if that thing was still attached
to my leg. I slowly moved my hand toward my right leg. I had to fight to keep
it from twitching at the idea that the spiders would be crawling over what I
was sure would be a gaping hole across my right side. The ache in my entire
body had diminished, making this task of moving much easier than it would have
been