October 9, 2006
The seventh dream: It's the hole in the car seat. It is Orson driving his mother's car with the bullet hole in the seat. This is the car she was in when she shot herself. He is stopped by a Georgia state trooper who asks about the bullet hole. I don't know, sir. I've never seen it. His finger snakes into the hole, down into the dark-stained padding. He's curious about it now. The troopers argue about what they should do with him. The pavement is starting to boil, black bubbles rising and popping, spitting into the air.