Wake up call

I slept hard last night, dreaming of escaping from a demonic person who kept us (children) there with a large toy train engine and barbed wire fences.  We were watched over by another who kept us in line by watching our faces.  If we turned red, he knew we were lying and could fling us across the room with a flick of his finger.

I figured out how we could escape and we did, only we ended up at George's Candy Shop and they were both there.  We hid and I pointed my camera at them, but it wouldn't work, so we crept back to our prisoner status in fear, the toy train in sections we were madly trying to reassemble before they got back.

Still we knew it was in vain.  Our only hope was that they would not be too mad at us.

Suddenly I was awakened by the fact that I remembered a section in my Agee work that I didn't remember transcribing.  I lay there wondering if I was still dreaming and finally got up to check it out.  Sure enough I had not typed the teacher's remarks at the end of one of the papers!

Some people are saved by the bell, I was saved by Agee! (And so, I typed in the last of my transcription before my trip.)