Work, Cooking, Coworker

I was at work and for once it wasn’t dark. I was working on a patient I thought I’d just seen just a few days prior. He seemed much more like a normal person (the patient lives in a group home) and sat well throughout the appointment. I was able to complete the appointment and the exam was completely normal, too. My boss was pleased. I cleaned up my op and brought everything back to the sterilization room. The office was super busy and as usual filled with people I don’t recognize. My old coworker was there and some young girl I didn’t recognize was there, too. Q took my tray and set it aside while setting up a new tray for me. In the meantime, I went back to grab the flower comforter that looked suspiciously like my dog’s blanket to set it in the back with the other pile of dirty things. It smelled weird back there but I didn’t want to say anything just assuming that it was the pile of laundry.

I took my stuff back to my op only to find that my work had changed to cooking. And I was behind! I started up the induction plate and set some water up, before scrambling to construct something from the ingredients I had available to me. I kept glancing at the other workstations to see everyone else working seemingly calmly and confidently and wondering how I even got into this to begin with. The judges took my meal away after the timer went off and I was directed to clean up and work on the next assignment. I rushed my things to the back, filled with stress and worry. As I walked down the hall, I realized that things were a bit drafty because I was totally topless. A part of me was extremely self-conscious until I realized I’d been like the whole time and no one else seemed to care in the least. At least it helped with the heat! I made it back to the sterilization area. Q took my things again and once more set up a tray for my next task. She was also topless, and I was busy trying not to notice and thinking about that little kid that was walking around. In the corner of my eye I saw my boss holding the comforter I’d thrown back there. She had cleaned up the rest of it and went out the door, I assume to go to the laundry room. I took something from the cabinet and took my tray. I expressed my worry for the next examination, so Q gave me a carafe with cream in it and also some other ingredient. I hurried back to my workstation to find that yet again I was late!! The other contestants were well into their food making and I only had half the time left! I did my best trying to make a dessert out of gelatin. It looked like a clear pancake stack slightly charred on top surrounded by foam and topped with syrup, cream, and some fruit/mint. It looked good. It was at that moment I decided I was hungry, so I went ahead and ate some. A monitor was walking around. They stared at me eating, shrugged, and walked away. I guess it was allowed after all. And also, it tasted really badly. Extra sweet, no flavor, too much vanilla. Given that it’d taken very little time to whip up, I decided to make another attempt at it except this time I’d give it a fruity flavor and use soda to give it bubbles.

That’s when things got weird. There was something about a Japanese app that needed to be used to get special ingredients. I couldn’t read any of it, though the pictures were cute. Then it hit me that if we could use an app, then I could use the internet to try and look up and idea about my dish. I kept trying and trying, but the search engine just wouldn’t work! I was forced to use the app after all. Somehow, I managed to get some rice and something else from poking things on the app.

Then it swapped to me driving around sundown. On that part of the map, I needed to find a certain item. What I found instead were the unhappy spirits of a male and a female. I picked up the item on the ground. A big, creepy old man directed me a few yards over where I saw the glowing bodies of a male and female except, they had been somehow impaled to the hill there. The old man startled to laugh menacingly, and I realized he’d killed them. They must have trespassed there, and he’d run them with his car up against the hill and they died. While he laughed, I snuck away. Then there was something about a locker with tactical gear, a bunch of people, and then me driving over to a parking lot near a church except I wasn’t very good at parking and was worried that I’d get towed.