You’re searching for something… What was it again? You can’t remember immediately, but you are aware it’s important. You need it to finish the product. The product. The project. The purpose. You’re so close to finishing it as well. So you move through this building, looking at all the walls. People are walking past you, and though they seem familiar you can’t place them. Blurred faces obscuring your view of the little offices on either side. Is this a government office you’re in? You had better go to the information desk, they’ll point you in the right direction. But where is it? You look up at the signs. Can’t remember what you just read, but you have to keep going. You pass through some double doors, and two surgeons in scrubs go past you. Now it’s a hospital. You follow the winding halls, instinctively following the correct path to reception. You look into wards on both sides, and again you recognise people but can’t place them. Someone you know is in here. Is that what you’re looking for?
The reception is down the stairs, and you follow them. Nobody but you down here. You’re descending further, stone walls bleed the heat from your bones. Through another set of double doors. Again nobody is here. A maze of filing cabinets spreads around you. You know you need to continue, but something is definitely wrong down here. The passage goes on, your search continues, scanning the names on the filing cabinets, but nothing catches your eye. You won’t find it here, you tell yourself, you have to keep going and soon you’ll get there. Once you have that final piece, the puzzle is solved and all of this struggle will be over. You need it. Walking faster now. This place is cold and empty. You come to an iron staircase and start down. What’s down here? You know this is the way. You hear voices shouting, laughing below. There’s rushing water. A ceramic echo. It’s the swimming baths, good thing you have your trunks with you. Barging into the steamy changing rooms, the barely visible lockers are all left open, but full of clothes. You hear people getting changed around you, but can’t see them. All the lockers are full, so where can you leave your shoes? Never mind. You have to keep going.
You’re walking as fast as will allow on the slippery floor. The attendant hands you a wristband, and talks to you but you hear nothing important. Something about a waterfight. Is that what day it is? Oh no, you don’t have time to get involved in waterfight day – you must get through this place to find it. You decide to go around the main pools and up the back stairs. Girlish laughter echoes around you, and you feel like someone is in pursuit. A balloon of cold water hits you in the face. The girl who threw it is laughing at you, shouting “Out! Out! Out you go!” You sigh. You can’t keep going if you have to go out the way you came.
“Let me past, I’m looking for something.”
“What is it?”
You can’t remember. “Something important, but I can’t remember.”
“Is it this?” Another balloon bursts on your face. Shiver. You turn and slip. Your face hurtles towards the hard porcelain tiles,