I'm trying to get back to a room I just left. I take a lift but this brings me to a junction with busy strees. I go into another lit. I emerge by a wide river, with sailing sips and a red bridge. I realise I am in Greenwich, but some centuries ago. There's a beautiful house with lion heads surrounded by patels. I ask the lions what I should do. I could move into the house if I can't get back to my own time. The lion speaks two words. I awake.
From INTERNAL LIBRARY, audience participation project at The Print Room, London, 2017