I was in some sort of typing room, like a computer lab I guess, only we were doing actual work. Paid work. Someone who I assumed to be the boss, only he played more of a professor role, came in and gave us some sort of debriefing, and casually mentioned that his strawberry cereal bars and soft drinks were going to be on his desk. He left the room, and a boy who resembles Dustin Thomas came up to me and asked if I wanted a cereal bar. I said sure, so he ran off and came back with one for me and one for him. Soon other people started leaving and taking the guy's stuff. Someone got greedy and started to make some coffee and accidentally knocked the cream pot off of his desk. I could hear the crash and then people came running back into the computer room.

Several minutes later, the professor/boss came into the computer room with a very angry look on his face. He knew that some people had been eating his cereal bars and drinking his soft drinks and coffee, and he wanted to find out who it was. He immediately asked us who had gone into his office and taken cereal bars. Dustin raised his hand, but no one else did. The boss guy said that it was impossible for this one boy to eat all of them. So he then asked who had been eating the cereal bars. I raised my hand, along with several other people. Then he asked who had been drinking his soft drinks. Again, many of us raised our hands. But when he asked who had been making coffee, no one did. This upset him, because obviously someone did, or there wouldn't be coffee brewing in his office. So he told us to all come into a lecture hall where we were going to figure out who broke the cream pot.

He introduced the session as "Solving Mysteries through the Canterbury Tales." What we were going to do was to use the Canterbury Tales as a framework to solve this mystery. We discussed certain characters in the story as well as certain mythological characters used by Chaucer to create pagan stories within a Christian framework. We decided that Dustin was like Mercury, the messenger, except that instead of delivering messages, Dustin was delivering cereal bars and soft drinks. There was discussion over to my left of what role the Knight's Squire would play in all of this.

The professor was growing angry that we could not figure out the obvious correlation with the Canterbury Tales and the cream pot. I was working on this puzzle, because I needed brownie points after admitting to have eaten his cereal bars. I was thinking...

"...they were all making a pilgrimmage to a church, right? And then they'd turn around and come back, and then more people would come the next year, some of the same and some new... So was his desk like the church? Were people making a pilgrimmage through the hallway and into his office so that they could come to the church of his desk and then swipe some cereal bars while they were there? Then they'd return "home," and more people would make the same journey?"

The whole time I was thinking that, I was removed from the classroom, and I found myself about a half hour past sunset flying around the buildings and grain bins at my home in a classroom desk/chair, hearing these thoughts out loud, but at the same time, hearing my professor yelling out "Why can't you see? This is so simple!" I thought I had it, but I wasn't sure. And I just kept flying around. Several times, I could feel the powerlines brush my hair and it would disrupt my concentration. But I kept flying...

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