Killer Frogwolf

I was having a picnic with some friends at my Grandma's house. They had thrown a blanket down under a tree and were beginning to unpack the food when a frog started hopping towards us. They noticed right away that this frog had lots of sharp teeth and appeared to be charging at us. It jumped in the air and opened it's mouth and tried to bite on to my arm. I moved quickly enough that it missed me, but it turned around right away and tried again. I managed to keep swatting it away from me every time it jumped - knocking it down onto the ground each time. I think this just made it more angry, though... the attacks continued...

Because it was getting more and more mad, I decided to run into the garage to grab a baseball bat. I went back out to where the frog was, and gave it a whack with the bat. This just made the frog mad, and it began jumping wildly into the air. It jumped high enough to hit the power lines a few times, and then it started to attack again. It jumped at me again, but this time the baseball bat did the trick... I cracked the frog in mid-air and sent it flying out into the yard.

Some little kid came into the yard and ran up to the lifeless frog and was getting ready to pick it up. I warned him to be careful, but he told me that it was dead. As I watched the kid get ready to pick it up, I saw the frog blink... but before it could attack me or the kid, I started smashing it over and over with the baseball bat. It had some sort of protective shell on it, so I wasn't doing much damage - but it was still enough to keep it from attacking for now.

We ran back to the house after I had apparently killed it, but before we made it to the door - the frog was there again, although this time it had morphed into a small black werewolf type creature. Just like when it was a frog, it still had those razor teeth and was trying to attack us. Before I even had a chance to realize it was there - the wolf jumped at me and bit onto my arm. I was lucky enough to be able to grab it's lower jaw before it could clamp down on my arm though. I yelled to my cousin Casey to come over and help me pull this thing off of me, and since it didn't have a firm grip on my arm - he was able to pry the top of the thing's mouth off of my arm before it could do any real damage. A few more whacks with the baseball bat and the creature was finally killed.

Flying On The Boardwalk

I was in Atlantic City, spending some time on the boardwalk in the evening. I was carrying a few boxes of cheap electronics novelties that I had apparently gotten at one of the gift shops earlier. Generic brand radios, alarm clocks, musical keyboards, etc... I tried to go into another shop near Caesar's but I was unable to make my way through the store - the aisles were too small for me and my boxes to fit through. I went back out onto the boardwalk, where lots of people were walking around and sightseeing. I went and sat in my large porch swing that was sitting on the boardwalk, and proceeded to try to get it off the ground - for whatever reason, my swing was able to almost fly. Just like my other dreams, I was able to get a running start and get the swing to float off the ground, but I wasn't able to get it to fly very well. People were looking at me, wondering what I was trying to do. Instead of being impressed that I was able to make this swing fly for thirty or fourty feet at a time, they were laughing that I couldn't manage to stay airborn more than a few seconds. Eventually I just stopped trying, since my shakey flights were almost making me hit people in the head with the bottom of my swing.

School Break-In

Jessica and I were camping out in a cave somewhere, it was the middle of the night, and we decided we were going to break in to the local high school. There were guards outside, and in order for us to sneak out and get in to the school, we had to put out the campfire we had going, and light only some small torches that we were going to carry with us.

With the big fire out, we made our way out of the cave and towards the school. We met up with Jim and Amanda there, and as we entered the front door of the school - they decided they wanted to take the downstairs path, while Jessica and I decided to go to the upper floors. It turns out that that was our mistake - because soon after that, we noticed the down the hallway there was a light on. We heard a noise, but realized too late that there was a janitor in the building. He was pushing a floor buffer, and spotted us as we tried to dive behind some lockers. Once we knew we had been seen, we made a dash towards the stairs in an attempt to escape. The janitor ran after us, and caught us as we were headed down the stairs. I had jumped the edge and made it down to the floor below us - but Jessica was a little too slow, and he had grabbed her at the top of the stairs.

He yelled down to me that I wouldn't get in any trouble if I gave up, since it was my first offense - but that if he kept Jessica for the crime, that she'd go to jail for a long time since she had a previous record. For whatever reason, I decided to be a nice guy and gave myself up so that she didn't have to go to jail.