I was hanging out with my cousin Jim in his house, which appeared to be only slightly better than your average abandoned house that you see on the back roads in the country around SE Ohio. We were sitting in the living room and he was pointing out to me that there was a small water leak in the living room, so I needed to be careful.
And he wasn't kidding. As we sat there, water started leaking from one corner of the room... but rather than filling the room the way that water normally would, it instead behaved almost like pudding or play doh, while remaining completely clear and feeling to-the-touch like normal water.
So it kept oozing out and forming a big "pile" of water in the corner of the room, which did eventually grow large enough to have crept over to me and started touching my feet. I started to react by pulling my (bare) feet out of the pile of water, but he warned me not to do it - telling me that if I broke the barrier that the water would then pour out all over us like normal water.
So I kept trying to delicately pull my feet away but it wasn't working. The water was now almost to the top of the room, leaving little room to breathe, so I finally did just yank my feet out of the giant pile of water - turning the living room essentially into a giant aquarium, with the water going all the way to the ceiling.
We hurried up the stairs into the second floor of the house, which actually let us out to the ground level... so, I guess we were technically in a basement, even though there were ground level windows that could see out. But anyway, we went outside to his backyard, which was more like an abandoned factory parking lot, complete with two big metal doors that had to be raised and lowered to control the flow of traffic into the lot. He showed me how the doors worked in sync with the various traffic symbols, and as he was doing that Scott Fate drove up in a little tiny car.
I went upstairs again to let Cassi know that her brother was there to give her her tattoo, but she was asleep and I couldn't really get her to wake up to hurry up and get ready for him. I didn't want him to have to wait, because I was worried he might just leave - but Cassi did make her way outside to the patio to get her tattoo, even though she was still half asleep.
At this point I decided to go for a ride on my bike, since I didn't wanna wait around for the hour or so it would take for the tattoo to be completed... so I grabbed it and headed off north in the parking lot. Before much pedaling I found myself approaching the northern border of the country, with a huge body of water that separated the US from the country on the other side.
But rather than being cold, the country across the water was actually in a warm climate... and as I approached the water I could hear the sounds of slot machines and music and fun coming from the other side, as I pedaled past luxury hotels with giant outdoor pools where women were swimming topless and having a good time.
They were all smiling and waving, being all friendly, and an employee of one of the hotels even came up to me in her Hawaiian dress and offered me a hot towel as I was slowly passing by. I discarded my bike at this point and began walking across a narrow strip of land that went to the other country, except the closer I got to the other side, the further away the casinos and hotels got, and the more the landscape appeared to be a sand-filled desert, not really fit for vacationing.
Monday, March 13, 2017
Tuesday, January 31, 2017
Adventure
I started off in a small apartment with my dad, my cousin Matt, and Dale Earnhardt Jr. Dad and Matt were doing a remodel of the bathroom, and Dale was out in the hallway watching. I went to check on the progress as well and noticed that they were all frozen in place... frozen in time. I tried to jostle them back into action and it didn't work, however time started up again and they kept working for a couple of seconds. When time stopped again, this time I knocked Dad and Matt's hats off of their heads, and swiveled Dale around to a complete different orientation, so this time when time started moving again they realized that something was going on, because as far as they were concerned, those changes happened in an instant.
I then heard a commotion outside, and realized that the police were coming for me for some reason. There was a robot outside that was willing to lead me away from the house. It was dark, so I had a hard time following him, but I jumped across several cars in the neighbor's driveway, damaging each one as I landed on it, but I kept on running in the hopes that he wouldn't have heard and come out to catch me. My neighbor happened to be TechMoan, a dashcam / tech review guy from YouTube.
But he did hear me, so I started running even faster. Eventually I found a motorcycle and started driving out of town (Lancaster) on 33 heading towards Sugar Grove. But before I could make it over the Broad St bridge, a school bus pulled up along side me and it was filled with mentally challenged kids who were trying to spit on me. I sped up, just to get around the bus, but the driver chose to speed up as well - and to start veering over into my lane to crush me against the guardrail.
I jammed on the brakes and the bus hit the guardrail in a way that flipped it over onto its side, and the bus driver crashed through the windshield and kept yelling at me for whatever slight she felt she received from me. One of the cops finally pulled up to the scene and it ended up being Jenny Eveland, my first serious girlfriend when I was a kid. She made some kind of joking remark about how I was "at it again" and then pointed out the best way for me to get away over a nearby hill.
I made it down the hill, but I was out of breath so I ducked into a school auditorium that was being used as an emergency shelter, for whatever disaster was going on at the time. I sat in the front row of seats along with several other people, when I woman came walking by while carrying a new barbecue grill in the box. As she went past a few of us, we noticed that the box was hot and was leaking a mercury-like liquid from one of the damaged corners, and it was dripping onto all of us.
When the liquid would hit us, it would be absorbed by our skin but then many more blobs of mercury would ooze from different areas of our arms and legs. We all started shouting at her, trying to get her to stop moving, and once she realized the grill was overheating we all started running out of the auditorium towards the nearby mountains.
We made it out of town, and were clear of the city, but we looked back as a giant plane was trying to land in the middle of the city. The city was actually already burning, but when the plane started getting turned sideways due to turbulence, it crashed in a massive fireball when it reached the ground. We shielded our eyes, and we could see the shockwave ring of dust that shot out from the crash site in all directions, and when it reached us the blast of wind almost knocked us off of our feet - but nobody in our escape party was seriously hurt.
I then heard a commotion outside, and realized that the police were coming for me for some reason. There was a robot outside that was willing to lead me away from the house. It was dark, so I had a hard time following him, but I jumped across several cars in the neighbor's driveway, damaging each one as I landed on it, but I kept on running in the hopes that he wouldn't have heard and come out to catch me. My neighbor happened to be TechMoan, a dashcam / tech review guy from YouTube.
But he did hear me, so I started running even faster. Eventually I found a motorcycle and started driving out of town (Lancaster) on 33 heading towards Sugar Grove. But before I could make it over the Broad St bridge, a school bus pulled up along side me and it was filled with mentally challenged kids who were trying to spit on me. I sped up, just to get around the bus, but the driver chose to speed up as well - and to start veering over into my lane to crush me against the guardrail.
I jammed on the brakes and the bus hit the guardrail in a way that flipped it over onto its side, and the bus driver crashed through the windshield and kept yelling at me for whatever slight she felt she received from me. One of the cops finally pulled up to the scene and it ended up being Jenny Eveland, my first serious girlfriend when I was a kid. She made some kind of joking remark about how I was "at it again" and then pointed out the best way for me to get away over a nearby hill.
I made it down the hill, but I was out of breath so I ducked into a school auditorium that was being used as an emergency shelter, for whatever disaster was going on at the time. I sat in the front row of seats along with several other people, when I woman came walking by while carrying a new barbecue grill in the box. As she went past a few of us, we noticed that the box was hot and was leaking a mercury-like liquid from one of the damaged corners, and it was dripping onto all of us.
When the liquid would hit us, it would be absorbed by our skin but then many more blobs of mercury would ooze from different areas of our arms and legs. We all started shouting at her, trying to get her to stop moving, and once she realized the grill was overheating we all started running out of the auditorium towards the nearby mountains.
We made it out of town, and were clear of the city, but we looked back as a giant plane was trying to land in the middle of the city. The city was actually already burning, but when the plane started getting turned sideways due to turbulence, it crashed in a massive fireball when it reached the ground. We shielded our eyes, and we could see the shockwave ring of dust that shot out from the crash site in all directions, and when it reached us the blast of wind almost knocked us off of our feet - but nobody in our escape party was seriously hurt.
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