Classification: Type I
Age: Twenty-four years old.
Someone is feeding or serving me something. I am reclining on a "couch" in a "house." (Neither were more distinct than an idea.) A vast door opens in front of me and I see something that is a violation and an affront. (It is formless and chaotic.) I lurch out of my seat to unleash my wrath upon this thing, but I find myself chained with thick chains by both arms. I know that I am chained of my own accord.