I am looking down from the sky...above what seems to be a white waterfall with a distinct line going horizontally across the edge. Under the line a bright red x and above the line my signature with my nickname and last name. I hear a voice say "This is where she died" and a finger from the sky points to the x. "Her body was never found. This is what she left you."
I then am standing...to the left of me a greyish woman sitting in a chair her back to me. She seems to be wearing large gold earrings....maybe the shape of a twisted crueler....or they might be her long earlobes. In front of her/us is a slab of thin square rectangular whitish marble...on top a few small grey books and a grey apple. It looks what might be on a child's school desk.
