Hick Town Cult

Wesley Snipes and I were travelling through some hick town one evening, on our way to somewhere else, but he noticed that a car had been following us so we pulled into a gas station. Wesley said he was worried that the car behind us might have a firearm in it, so we wanted to see if it would go past us or stop where we were.

It turns out the car following us was an unmarked police car. I got out of the car, started filling it with gas to appear as if we were just acting normally, not just stopping because we knew we were being followed. The sherrif got out of his car and came up to talk to Wesley, who was still sitting in the back seat of our car. He ordered him out.

He told Wesley to get out of the car and lay on the ground with his hands behind him. Using the words "Boy" and "Son" often, the sherrif made it clear to Wesley (and everyone within earshot) that the town didn't want black people around, even if only passing through. I was considering apologizing to Wesley for bringing him through this town, because I didn't know they acted that way, but I decided it was better to stay silent as to not irritate the sherrif.

He told us both to get back in the car, Wesley in the back and me in the front passenger seat. He got in the driver's seat, and began driving us down some dark deserted road. Obviously we were concerned, so I was trying to think of what the sherrif's plans might be for us - and how I could get us out of it. The sherrif drove with one hand on the wheel, and one hand on his gun - which was aimed at Wesley in the back seat.

We ended up on Bauman Hill Rd, outside of Lancaster, when the sherrif finally stopped the car along side the road. In the back seat there was now a three-year-old boy, who also had a gun aimed at Wesley. The sherrif got out of the car and headed towards a house, after telling us that the boy would shoot either of us if we tried to escape. As soon as he was out of view, of course we hit the small child in the head, took his gun, and fled into the woods on the other side of the road.

We worked our way about 20 yards into the thick woods, hiding behind trees and heavy growth. At this point we split up, hoping that we'd be less noticable when the sherrif started looking for us. I could see the spotlight shining from where our car was parked, but the woods provided enough shelter for us not to be spotted. I continued crawling further into the woods, where I came across more people that had taken shelter from that same sherrif. They had created their own little community in a tiny cabin deep in the woods.

Once they saw me and took me inside, I realized that I was now trapped by this little cult. They had become so afraid of people, they would not allow anyone to leave once they had entered. JT Walsh was there, and he came up to me and told me that they were out of food, and that I probably wouldn't be able to eat anything for days. After he walked away, a few of the other cult members came up to me and showed me that there was plenty of food in some trash bags in the kitchen - but JT feared that it was all tainted, so he didn't want us to eat it.

Betty Boop Time Travel

It was night, and I was travelling through this abandoned town, but instead of walking or driving my car - I was swinging through the town on a cable that was somehow attached to the sky. The city was about a mile long, and I was swinging back and forth in a zig-zag motion from left to right as I progressed through the town. I was talking to Dad via a communicator headset, and I was relaying back to him what I was seeing. There was also a camera attached to the headset, because when I swung past one certain house he remarked that I had already been there before, and that I went into that house and was beating things with a big stick. (???)

I was almost all the way through the town when I saw the ghostly figure of a woman standing near a fence at the left side of the city limits. I swung over by her and could hear that she was singing some old style song from the '30s or something. Instead of continuing forward through the town, I just kept swinging back and forth in the location where this ghost was. I was surprised when she looked up and noticed me... her head glowing and eyes fixed on me.

I lowered myself and swung closer to her so I could get a better look, to see if it really was a ghost. That's when I noticed her head was quite a bit bigger than it should be, and that she looked like the Betty Boop cartoon character. I thought it might be someone with a mask on, playing a joke - but I swooped in and grabbed the hair of this person, and when I tugged I could tell that it was real hair on a real head. She didn't get mad, but she just kept watching me swinging back and forth, as she glowed and faded in and out in the darkness.

I figured I should try to capture her and take her back (to wherever I was going) so on one of my swoops I grabbed around her, trying to pick her up. At this point everything around me changed. It was if I had travelled to another time, but in the same location. I fell from my cable and landed on the ground next to her. At this point she vanished, but I was still in this new time. I thought that I might have been sent back to the 1930s, but when I looked at a newspaper on the ground, the date said it was the year 2170. This didn't make sense to me, because when I looked around, there were no signs of technology or any other futuristic things. The year 2170 could have easily been mistaken for the early 1900s.

I then jumped back into my current time, and told Dad about what I had experienced, and he documented all of the things that I had seen in the future.

Atlantic City

I was in Atlantic City in the evening, walking north on the boardwalk with mom and her friend, who looked a lot like Nancy Grace. Me and mom stopped in at one of the arcades, and while she went straight to the back to get some quarters, I strolled slowly down the aisles looking at the classic arcade games that they had. Nobody was playing, and most of the machines had the sound off - so there wasn't that familiar arcade ambience that you'd expect to hear. I remarked about this to mom, but she wasn't paying attention to me, instead intently collecting her quarters from the change machine.

I looked down at the carpeted floor and noticed a quarter was laying there. I then heard the sound of a quarter fall into one of the coin return slots of a nearby game. I snatched them both up, along with some other random coins on the floor. At this point, the girl behind the prize counter noticed me and said "Here." I looked at her with a bit of confusion, as she stuck out her hand and again said "Here." as if I was supposed to give her those coins. I said "Yeah, right!" to which she replied "If you don't give those to me you will be banned from this arcade and will never be allowed to come in again." I laughed, told her that I didn't care (nobody was in there anyway... her loss) and then we left.

Continuing up the boardwalk we past several of the familiar stores. I stopped at one of the clothes shops for a minute, since they had Nascar baseball jersies on sale. They were 3/$18, or $9 each. They had Tony Stewart, Dale Earnhardt, Kevin Harvick, and Jamie McMurray shirts. I happened to be wearing the same Dale Earnhardt shirt that they were selling, so I didn't buy another.

We got to the more vacant part of the boardwalk before Resorts, and mom and Nancy began almost running. I thought this was weird, because normally I'd be the one that was walking too fast. I motioned to mom to let Nancy know we were going too fast, but she just shrugged her shoulders as if she couldn't do anything about it.

I couldn't keep up, and at this point I was now in my old Oldsmobile with Genesee. We had pulled up in front of this old beat up looking house in the country. Apparently we were waiting for someone to come home, so we parked sideways in the road directly in front of their driveway. This wasn't good though, because soon we saw the headlights of a car coming towards us in each direction down the road. I was hurrying to try to move the car out of the road, but I couldn't find my keys. We rocked the car back and forth enough that the car coming from our right went by in front of us, and luckily the car coming from our right turned off on a side road.

Now that we weren't worried about getting hit, I found the keys, started the car and peeled out of the road and into the driveway. We noticed that in one of the junk cars we could see poofy hair in the front seat. We figured it must be Toni and Anna, there babysitting the kids of the people we were looking for. A minute after that Wendi walked by, noticed us, and stopped and said hi. She had hur current head, but her little body like when she was 10 or something.