I was at my fathers � but, reality was very still � empty � there was no cars, no people, apart from Angel. The word was lacking in colour to a degree � and, there was no feeling. It was all very numb. Angel was on a laptop in my fathers living room, on MSN, and, I was on a laptop outside the house, facing it, sitting on the curb, also on MSN. There was no wind, or anyone. Though, people were online on MSN. I was talking to a friend, who, spoke of a chastity belt � and went on to tell me that she makes her boyfriend wear one, so they can chase each other around the house, to help him �tell when she�s tired�. After she called me silly, I told her I was going to block her, and did so, after she said goodbye. I then got up, the laptop apparently ceasing to exist, and entered the house. Angel wasn�t there any more, so, I went into the kitchen, and as I knelt to look in the fridge, I saw a pair of legs beside me. As I stood, my auntie was there, who handed me a toasted spam salad sandwich, and said,
�There. The most spam for a salad.�

Though, she didn�t talk.. The words just appeared.. like they had been spoken, but never spoke. As if she spoke in the past, or, spoke via telepathy.

After I thanked her after the same means, the dream ended.