Compilation of Events

I was in some urban setting, during the day, walking around what appeared to be a college campus. It was very busy, very dirty... almost like something you'd expect to see in a movie about some seedy Mexican city or something.

I was in an alley along one of the main roads and I was trying to meet up with Pam, and old friend of mine from high school. While I was talking to her on a pay phone, I saw someone in one of the upper floors of a building on the main street come to the window and start yelling to me that my girlfriend was watching, so I had better look out.

I shouted back that I wasn't doing anything wrong, but the lady just kept yelling "Your girlfriend is watching you!" Nick was with me at this point, and I turned to him and said that I didn't understand what the problem was, because I wasn't doing anything wrong. We both looked around at all of the open windows on the multi-story buildings, trying to see if she was indeed watching me, but we didn't see her.

We started walking down the alley, away from the apartment buildings, and ended up walking through a slightly secluded area between some of the school buildings. At this point it was starting to get dark, and we noticed a suspicious looking guy walking towards us on the sidewalk. Nick said to me that the guy looked like trouble, and I agreed and said it looked like he had a gun.

Nick was walking ahead of me by about 10 feet, and sure enough - as soon as Nick started to go past this guy, he pulled out a gun and started shooting. Nick dove to the ground and rolled towards some bushes for protection, and I came around the corner and shouted at the guy - which made him stop shooting.

He was distracted by me, and then Nick made a lunge towards him, which allowed me to run at him and grab the gun. I wasn't able to get it away from him, but I did have enough control that he wasn't able to aim it at me or Nick. So instead, the crazy guy puts the gun in his mouth and tries to pull the trigger.

I was able to talk to him and convince him to give me the gun, just as a team of police and EMS people showed up. He said he was going to tell the people that he had a gun, but that I took it away from him, but I convinced him to just act like he was sick... and they took him away, with me being able to tuck the gun into my pants.

The police didn't realize that Nick and I were involved in this potential shooting event, so we were able to head down the road without having to answer any questions. Once we hit the main road, once again someone in the upper floors of the apartment buildings started shouting. "They're coming! They're coming!" was all we heard.

We turned to look over our shoulders and noticed a large hill or mountain, with search lights from helicopters being visible even though the helicopters were not yet. We started running down the street, away from the helicopters, until we made our way to a large abandoned apartment building.

And actually, it wasn't completely abandoned... because there were people living in some of the units, even though the building wasn't suitable for living in. We got into one of the hallways and heard some noises coming from inside one of the nearby units. I used a claw hammer to break up the wall a bit so I could climb up to an indoor window, but as soon as I started to peek in I was confronted by someone.

It was Tom Cruise... and he was FREAKED OUT. Whatever he was afraid of, it caused him to knock me down off the wall and slam the windows back shut, screaming something at me... although I couldn't understand what it was. At this point Nick had disappeared. (Without any concern to me, that is... he just wasn't there anymore.)

I continued walking up and down the hallways, going from floor to floor, but now I was looking for my girlfriend. I think I was concerned at whatever was approaching, and I wanted to find her so that we could both be safe somewhere. As I reached the upper floors, I finally found where she was staying.

There were several large apartments on the upper-most floor that had been taken over by a gang of people. They were up there partying, drinking, and carrying on... completely acting like they didn't even care that something bad was coming this way.

I started kicking open doors, hoping that I was going to find her up there somewhere - but when I did I was pissed off. It turns out that she wasn't up there hiding, she was up there partying with everyone else. She was actually sitting in a giant hot tub with a bunch of other girls that were just chilling out.

When I asked why she wasn't hiding and why she wasn't trying to find me, she said that she was mad because I was trying to meet up with Pam, and that it didn't matter anyway because I'd always take her back no matter what she did. I told her she was full of crap and I turned around to walk out.

She jumped out of the hot tub and started running towards me, asking me to forgive her, and I kept telling her no. I actually went into other rooms and kept slamming the doors, trying to get her to stop following me, but she wouldn't leave me alone. She kept saying "You know how this goes... I screw up and then you take me back!" I kept trying to get away, she kept yelling... then I woke up. :-/

Violence

It started out good, with me and some friends attending some sort of late night carnival. There was a huge ferris wheel that we were riding, and my shoulder was fine - so I was doing stupid things like hanging off the side of the bucket and making the ferris wheel go so fast that I could actually spin upside down as I reached the top. (Difficult to explain... think centrifuge)

After doing a few spins I did end up hurting my shoulder, so I hobbled off the ride and made my way to a dark building as it started to rain. The town around this carnival seemed to be abandoned, and the water was rising from the rain so we took shelter in an uncompleted basement of an old building.

One of the people that was with me noticed that I was moving kind of slow and in pain - and he questioned if my injury was real or if I was just being a wuss... so I got pissed off and started to yell, freak out, and throw things around inside the house. I picked up a lamp and smashed it against the wall, I picked up an end-table and threw it through the doorway and into another room.

At this point we realized that the house wasn't actually abandoned, and that an old lady lived there and it served as a funeral home. We made our way upstairs and saw newly decorated caskets on the porch, as if they were getting ready to have a funeral. We even saw one of the groundskeepers there, and mentioned to him that we would be gone in a minute.

He didn't seem to care, but we noticed the old lady sitting in the living room and she had a gun. We ran back inside and made our way to a garage, where a Ferarri was sitting. One of the workers in the house told us that there was no way for us to get out without the old lady killing us, unless we used the car.

We got ready to get in the car to leave, but we noticed that the garage didn't have a big door to open - and that we actually had to go down the hallway towards the living room in the car in order to escape.

That's when I woke up. :-/

Forced Labor

I went in to the place where I worked a few hours early, and when I got there my boss showed me that he had some new mattresses on sale there. He asked if I would help him move them towards the front of the store and I did, but then he asked me to keep working. In fact, he told me all sorts of things that he wanted me to do immediately... but since I wasn't scheduled to start work for another few hours, I told him that I couldn't do it.

At this point he got mad and started yelling at me and telling me that I was fired and to get out of the store. I started shouting back at him and grabbed my aluminum bat and headed towards the office where the managers and store owners were located.

I went in to all the rooms, but I couldn't find anyone with the authority to overrule my asshole boss, so I smashed my bat across someone's desk and told them that they had better find someone or there was going to be trouble. Right after that everyone ran out of the building and closed the store, leaving me sitting there alone waiting for anyone to handle this issue.

Country Thrift Store

I was riding my bike along a long stretch of highway out in the country, when I came upon a huge chunk of pavement that wasn't quite done yet. All of the cars were being filtered into the opposite lanes while the construction crews continued working on the new section of road.

Off to the left there was a big metal pole building that turned out to be a thrift store, however nobody could get to it from the highway because the exit ramp had not been completed yet. Of course since I was riding a bike it was no problem for me to ride along the dirt where the road was going to be, up over a half-assembled bridges, and up to the building.

When I got there the people greeted me like they knew me. Another customer came up to me and asked if they sold microwave ovens there, and I pointed him to the shelves where they were sitting, and explained that sometimes they also auction them off in the large room towards the rear of the building.

I wandered over to the electronics section pretty much as soon as I got there, and as usual (in my dream, apparently I had been here many times) there was a large bin full of rare Atari 2600 games. As I began to look through them, I saw one titled "Radar Jaws" and then another that was obviously a pirated multi-cart due to the "guts" not fitting entirely in the case. In fact, it was held together with a rubber band.

I don't remember any of the other titles, but I did look through and pick out quite a few of the games - while thinking in my head that I was glad that I told people to take their games there for .50 credit towards other things in the store, because there was one person that must have had all these rare games, and they kept on bringing them there for me to snag at .99 a piece.

Camping Trip

Me and some friends went on a camping trip, apparently somewhere down south, which included a boating trip. Well, not so much boating... but yeah... me and Matthew Lillard (Shaggy) were trying to talk Jeff Gordon into riding in the separated bed of a pickup truck, in this fast flowing river. Me and Matt had already taken a ride, but Jeff was being a baby and didn't wanna do it.

He finally jumped in after the peer-pressure got to him, and me and Matt started pushing him out into the rapids. We were supposed to hold on to the truck bed so that he didn't get away from us, but we just let him go and he wooshed away down the river and crashed into the front of someone's house that had been flooded out.

By the time that me and Shaggy had swam to that house to make sure he was okay, he was inside in the living room, talking to the old couple that lived there - bitching about how mean everyone was being to him. When we went in, he told us that at 9:00am the next morning he was gonna get in his car and go home.

I told him that he couldn't wuss out, because "You and me are kinda in the same boat... we race in Nascar, but we don't have that southern cred... we don't have a kewl accent like Sterling Marlin or something." (Apparently I was a driver as well *shrug*)

I don't know if we convinced him or not, but we ended up hiking along a railroad track into the country, and found a place with a bunch of big flat rocks where we could set up our gear and sleep. We first started to sleep ON the tracks, but then realized that was a bad idea and moved a few feet away from them.

When I woke up I was in a big hotel in Atlantic City, someplace where I used to work. I went in to the arcade and looked for my wallet, which I had stashed underneath one of the change machines. Once I found my wallet I went back out to the lobby with my friends so that I could ride this big sphere that went up and down in the middle of this multi-story open room.

After that I went to another arcade, and actually ran into the same kid that was in the other arcade when I found my wallet. I apologized to him for banging into him, and he was kewl about it.

Abandoned Jail / Hotel / Store

I had been thrown in jail for something, along with Nick and a few other friends. I remember that it was like our 4th or 5th day there, and that Nick was getting out soon, but that I had to spend a whole month there. I was starting to freak out due to claustrophobia, and was able to escape from my cell and into the main part of the building.

It was dark outside, and there were barely any lights on inside this old multi-story building. I went down a few flights of stairs to what I thought was the ground level, but I was really still on the 2nd or 3rd floor when I came around the corner of the stairwell.

The walls were plaster... old, discolored, water-stained, with pieces of the plaster cracking and falling out onto the wet carpeting. I had a bat with me, and I swung it to each side of the doorway before I entered this giant dark room... which ended up being a huge, open storage area where supplies were kept.

A few other escapees were there, and we began looking through all of the goods in the near-darkness, but discovered that everything had already been opened and gone through... none of the food was fit for eating anymore.

As some of us started to leave the creepy dark building, I ran into Kayla... she was making a big deal about how she was a member of the club that met in the downstairs parts of the building, and that I had to leave because I didn't have a pass.

Meeting Friends for a Meal

I was hanging out with Jim, Adam, and Alex at some random hotel somewhere... having sort of a party. Jim and Alex we're doing their own thing, I was trying to just get some sleep, waiting for Adam to get back from wherever he was with his girlfriend. When he got back to the hotel he had a Poison CD that she had given him, and he gave it to me since he already had a copy.

We all wanted something to eat so Jim started making one of those crappy "do it yourself from scratch" pizza kits, but it turned out pretty crappy so we all went to a local VFW to get in on the "all you can eat" charity dinner.

I was waiting for the food to be done by spending some time in their "internet booth" watching little flash animations of Star Wars scenes. When I got done watching them, I exited the booth and found that my whole family was there eating - and that I had waited too long and had missed the serving of the food. They saved me a plate of noodles, potatoes, and beef, but the quality was poor and I was very unhappy. I ate what I had, and headed back to the line for dessert, which was just being served.