In bed, Chiara relates to me the content of one of her many nightmares, this one from last night:
"I was in a strange old hospital; one of those creepy ones where bad things happen. Keven Bacon was there.
We were in this room and a creepy old man came in, a cripple of some kind. He made us uncomfortable, so we went to my room in the hospital. Kevin Bacon said he had to give me an injection, but he was acting very strange. He didn't really look like himself and he was creepy.
I told him that I didn't know if I could trust him and he just smiled. He stuck me with a needle in the side and it hurt, but it wasn't too bad. I told Kevin Bacon that it hadn't been so bad.
Then he stuck me with a bigger, longer needle and it HURT.
Then I woke up."
"Kevin Bacon was in your nightmare hospital?" I asked, laughing.
"Weird, huh?"
"I don't know. Not really. That guy is in everything."
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