2006
I was in these tunnels, but they were man made, like the carved out ones around niagra falls. And they were under a waterfall.
But the water was almost to my shoulders most of the way, sometimes not quite so high. So sometimes I was walking, and sometimes swimming.
The thing I was noticing, was that there were these white stones here and there which were engraved with words, in block letters. Some straight accross, and some in curves. They were like white grave stones, that is what I was thinking while I was there.
Then there was this part, where there was a rectangle alclove, I had to step up under the water, because the stone there was about two feet higher, and then I could kneel on it to stay under water.
But at the end of this alclove, there was an opening, it felt like a window from in there...and I could have easily gone out of it. It went to this grassy place, and it was all greens, with a tree, but I liked the water.
Then this guy was there, out of nowhere. He was medium tall, with short lightish brown hair, not sandy, but darker. And he was wearing a white shirt, like a polo. I wondered why he would try and swim with clothes like that, but then he was walking, not swimming.
He had this thing, like a paint brush, and he was putting it towards my eyes. I saw something orange on it, but I made a buffer over my eyes, so I could see what he was doing, and not get the stuff in them.
He was thinking he was putting it over my eyes, and was saying "this is so you will trust us." And then I remembered, it was the stuff, and I almost lost the buffer...and started to wake up
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