Dreams of an abandoned hospital in which Cybermen are hiding. They only become active at night, but what am I doing in the hospital anyway? The Cybermen are harvesting limbs and organs to replicate themselves. We are having to gather weapons together - made out of silver - chain swords - to stop this threat. There is a feeling of impending doom.
I wake throughout the night. Anxious awakenings. Lie there, twist and wait to fall back to sleep again.
11:33am now. Got up out of bed half an hour ago. Sat on the sofa in my room. Grey skies, thick with rain, but there is sunlight somewhere. The houses across the gardens are all lit up.
Monday morning is silent.
