Lancaster Sales

It was late in the evening and I was in a shopping mall. Specifically some sort of games shop, where they were selling new video game cartridges for the C64 computer on an endcap near the front of the store. They weren't the right size or shape, but that's what they were labeled as. I even opened up one of the small boxes after shaking it, to see what exactly was inside. It was supposed to be some sort of driving game, but the cartridges were actually memory cards - and there were several extras inside, so I attempted to buy the box since someone had stuffed it with other titles.

Before that could happen I found myself in the aisles of Lancaster Sales and the store was obviously closed for the night, and I ran into a woman near the back who had been cleaning the aisles. While she continued sweeping the floor she motioned to the things she had placed on a table, and in broken english she told me that I could take something if I wanted to. It was a table full of alarm clocks, one which was made of wood. I took that one, because I knew that Cassi actually needed an alarm clock.

When I walked back into the aisles of Lancaster Sales, I noticed that the first rack of stuff was actually filled with all of the unusual or rare toys that I liked as a child and teen, pre-owned and loose. There were Transformers, some obscure MASK toys, along with other things that I couldn't identify but knew as familiar and beloved from my past. The store was closed, so I did what any bad person would do and started selecting things from the shelves that I was going to take home with me.

Before I could get very far with that I heard some noises coming from the front of the store. I ducked down and started sneaking towards the front... and as I was doing so, I realized that every shelf in the store was actually filled with used items from the past, things that different people, for one reason or another, would find precious. Along the front wall of the store, I actually stopped and started picking items from "someone else's" shelf. Various weird collectibles, little stuffed Big Bird dolls, some different strange coins... but again, before I could complete my shopping, more noises were heard from the front. This time it was gun shots.

Now there were actually more secret shoppers in the store, so we stayed crouched down and began meeting up with each other to figure out how we were going to stop the people with guns from taking over the store. The only lights that were on were the emergency exit lights and the light that was coming in the front from the parking lot lights, so it was easy enough to stay hidden, but also difficult to see the gunmen.

It quickly turned into chaos though, as one of us somehow found a car inside the building and began driving like a madman... running into each of the gunmen one at a time, slowly turning the tide in favor of our side... but most of us were still stuck in the back of the store. At this point, back in one of the break rooms, quite a few of us were back there and I was noticed by Amy Pond (from Doctor Who) who was sitting on top of a pool table. She started coming towards me, wanting to make out, because she said that it had already happened before, so it wouldn't be a bad thing now. Apparently I was now the most recent regeneration of The Doctor, but I told her that it was actually Ten or Eleven that she made out with, and pointed out that they were (somehow) also in the room if she still wanted them.

I then began working on what was apparently some sort of device that could transport us out of the store, which was actually a large flat box of cooked rice and shellfish. Or at least it was supposed to be. As I was moving the rice around, trying to prepare the device, I noticed that half of the box actually had ramen noodles where the rice was supposed to be, and exclaimed how it was no wonder that none of the Doctors could get it working.

Many of us left the break room at that point and made a dash towards the front of the store... and we saw the person in the car still driving around, knocking things over, killing the people with guns... and as we continued to run and hide or fight, someone yelled that we should just leave, because the people with guns had all been chased into the store or killed, and the front doors were unblocked and unlocked and there was no reason that any of us needed to stay in the store any longer.

Anti-Grav Water / Bicycle Trip

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.

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.

Gambling

Me, Dad, and Mom were all gambling in a very small, dimly lit casino... which felt like it was in Atlantic City, but I can't be sure. But it was set up in what felt like the basement of a house, because there were even stairs just next to the bank of slot machines that we were playing on.

I was playing the slot on the end, and Mom and Dad were playing near the middle of the row. I had hit something small on mine, and while it was ringing up the credits I put some money in the slot next to me and next to Dad, and that one started hitting as well.

Dad finally got a really good reel combination with lots of good symbols (I can't remember what they were though...  it was like a generic machine) and all the bells and lights went off. He had me babysit his machine as it was counting up the credits, because he had to run to the bathroom. By the time it had finished and printed out the ticket, it was above $7000.

Dad hadn't returned yet, and Mom was wanting to take the ticket to the cashier to get it turned into real money, so she headed off that way and left me to continue playing on the machines. Several more minutes had passed and neither of them came back yet, so I cashed out my machines and headed towards the cashier area.

Mom was there, and she had gotten the money for the winning jackpot ticket, but she was just standing there, unsure of where to go next. She didn't seem extra worried... she was just sort of "on pause" in that spot, standing still while all of the hustle and bustle went on around here. When she saw me she was relieved, but again, didn't seem super worried.

We decided then that it was time to take a break from the casino and headed up the nearby stairs.

Looking After

I was living in a small one bedroom apartment, and since Mom was staying with me I had been sleeping on the couch at nights. This particular night Genesee was also there, and she had already fallen asleep on my couch so I was trying to sleep in the recliner but Mom kept coming out and using the phone. It was keeping me awake, but it wasn't bothering Genesee, as I was doing my best to make sure Mom remembered that someone else was sleeping in the apartment.

The most recent phone call, the one that had woken me back up, was actually when Dad called from work to talk to her. I could overhear his end of the conversation, and he was talking to her about how he had gotten time off of work because he had won a free trip to Florida for all of us, and he was giving her all of the details.

Mom was getting a little bothered though, because she thought that he was telling her that she had to move to Florida by herself, so I ended up taking the phone from her so I could get the details and then relay the correct information to Mom. He needed to know our social security numbers for the prize forms, because they wouldn't issue him the plane tickets until they had all of our information.

By the time I got off of the phone, Mom had left the apartment. Since it was the middle of the night and really dark out, I tried to wake Genesee so she could help me figure out where she went, but since Gen had just traveled all day to get to the apartment - she was whupped and I couldn't wake her up.

I apparently lived in a rough part of whatever town I was in, because when I went outside it reminded me of a dark version of what John Constantine sees in that movie when he takes his trips to hell. Wind was blowing, ash and dirt was coming off of everything, not a living soul in sight... no way to know which direction Mom went.

I remember thinking how odd it was that we were trying to plan a vacation, trying to do something fun, when all of this other bad stuff was going on and Mom was nowhere to be found.

Sarah Mae Wildman

I was sitting in the upper deck of some big football stadium with Ryan Newman, shortly after he won the 2015 Daytona 500. He was laughing and joking with some other drivers, and I told him that if he could maintain 1st place throughout the entire season and win the championship, that I would give him $500. He laughed again, probably because $500 means pretty much nothing to me, but I told him how that was a decent amount for a normal person to offer someone in a bet like that, and he understood.

Everyone but me left the stadium seats, but Carl Edwards was still on the field below, throwing a football around with someone. He shouted up to me that I shouldn't just sit there, and that he would throw the ball around with me if I came down to the field. I started to make my way down, but he tossed the ball up to me before I could even get a few rows down. I tried to throw it back to him, but my crappy shoulder caused me to throw the ball into some of the supporting beams of the upper deck supports.

When I finally made it down to the field I was dressed in a baseball player uniform. I was standing around with other players, although I had a black uniform on while everyone else was wearing blue. The location had changed from a professional sports stadium to a small baseball field in the woods, and it was now night.

While standing in line to bat I was starting to get nervous, knowing that I was the third person up to bat, and the two hitters in front of me had already taken 2nd and 3rd bases. I decided that my bad shoulder worked in my favor, because even though it was going to hurt to hit the ball, essentially I would just be bunting and had a good chance of letting the runner on 3rd score,

Once I got up to bat, they wouldn't give me a full sized bat. They said that it had been lost in the woods, so Alyssa Milano came out from the trees and tried to give me a cricket bat. I told her that I couldn't hit with a bat like that, and I kept hitting her over the head with it until she finally took out a knife and demanded that I hit the ball and then go over to the table to eat.

I don't remember hitting the ball, the baseball scene was gone, but I was now over at an old table covered with candles and rotting food, and there was an old lady there that was telling me that in order for me to leave I had to eat a raw hamburger made out of human meat. I kept resisting, but she kept chanting the name "Sarah Mae Wildman" as she was cutting the burger into tiny pieces... and after trying to get out of doing it, the old woman took a bit of the burger herself - then so did I.

I was then inside of a dark house, middle of the night, and there was a huge wind storm going on outside... or at least that's what it seemed like. It turns out that it was actually the angry spirit of Sarah Mae Wildman trying to get in to kill me. Every time I would lock a door or window, I'd see it starting to unlock again, and I eventually ran to a set of french doors that were banging and buckling as she tried to get it. It was still too dark to see her outside, but I could hear her screaming as she banged against the doors, causing them almost to open.

I was finally able to push the doors together so they shut completely, and used two skeleton keys to double lock the door and prevented her from getting in, even though I could still hear her angry ghost shrieking outside.

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.

Up To No Good

It started out that my cousin and I were sneaking in to some old abandoned warehouse. At least we thought it was abandoned... but it turns out that it was actually being used by Armond, my old boss, to store a bunch of old stuff for some new stores he was opening up.

We had barely made it through the front loading docks when Armond and a team of investors came around the corner and caught us. He looked at me with disappointment, for sneaking into his place. I explained that we thought it was an abandoned building, and I asked if he was going to be opening a new store or something. He asked "Why?" in a suspicious voice, and then we began to talk about random "store stuff" that I can't quite remember.

Then I was somewhere else, sometime during the night, sneaking into a trailer house with a couple of other people. We were looking for someone, but I can't recall who. After we got in there, Samuel Jackson came in with a gun and started shouting at all of us. I hid in a back room and held really still, and he didn't notice that I was in there.

I then jumped out one of the windows and ran down the street and hopped into this old dune buggy / oldies looking car with great big wheels. I started driving away, but realized that I was actually on a track - like those car rides for kids that you see in amusement parks. I was able to navigate my way up the track and into some trees, narrowly making the sharp turns without falling off the track.

Once I was in the trees, I hopped out and ran into a mall that was up there. (*shrug* don't ask me heh) I ran into a department store and grabbed a belt that was laying on one of the counters and slipped it on and then I ran out the door, with cashiers and people chasing after me.

Redneck Store Detention

I had gone on vacation to somewhere down south with my parents and my cousin Mongo. Well, Mongo and I decided to go out and explore the local town where we were staying, and we walked up the street and started to go into this big ratty looking discount store.

Before I even got through the door, some hillbilly came up to me and said that I wasn't allowed going in, because I wasn't "edjeekated" enough. I started arguing with the guy and eventually a female manager came up and asked what the problem was. As the redneck kept shouting and cussing I calmly explained to the woman that we were there on vacation, staying at a hotel only a few blocks away, and that we just wanted to come in and look around and maybe buy some things.

Her verdict was the same as the first guy's... we were undesirable characters and we would not be allowed into the store. I stood on the edge of the store's entry way and taunted the first guy, trying to get him to fight with me, but he wouldn't take the bait. Then Mongo decided he was going to go in anyway, and as soon as he did one of the security guards grabbed him and handcuffed him.

He hadn't done anything wrong, but they told me that he was going to be taken to the jail in downtown Cleveland, and that unless I wanted to have the same fate that I better leave. I got out my cell phone and started to call the police to tell them what was going on at this store, but Mongo told me not to do it - since he didn't have insurance on his truck, and he thought that they'd find out and take his license away from him.

More Random Nostalgia

I was vacationing in Atlantic City and walking along the boardwalk when I ran into Ami, a girl that I went to school with. She was sitting up on an inclined section of the boardwalk, looking down at the ocean as her boyfriend Dave went swimming.

I stopped to talk to her and catch up on old times, but she was too pissed off about the things Dave was doing. Now, all Dave was doing was swimming in the ocean, but for some reason Ami didn't want any part of that. I kept telling her that it isn't often that she'd be near the Atlantic Ocean, and that she shouldn't miss what might possibly be her only chance to go swimming in it.

Just as I finished saying that, Dave came up to us. She introduced me to him, even though I already knew him, and then she invited me to go back to our old school to look around with them. We got to the school, and again, Ami didn't seem happy. The kids were getting ready to eat lunch in the cafeteria, but she wanted to eat lunch somewhere else.

I finally convinced her that we should eat in the cafeteria, since we hadn't stepped foot in that place for about 25 years, and she finally agreed to go... although she whispered to me that we had to sit near the elevator, because that's how Dave wanted it. *shrug*

We sat down to eat, and now suddenly the elevator was actually a way to get to the top of this giant ferris-wheel type ride, outside in some park. Before we could even start eating, Dave ran off and headed over to the elevator. It is hard to describe, because it couldn't be done in real life, but there was a "doggy door" sized elevator door at ground level, and then another "normal" sized entrance a few feet above it.

Everyone was getting in through the doggy door, but Ami and I were too big. Dave had already left Ami behind, and began climbing up to the normal elevator door - because he HAD TO RIDE THE ELEVATOR. Some sort of obsession or something. Once again Ami was pissed off. By then I began to realize that it was because Dave actually didn't like doing ANYTHING that Ami wanted to do, and vice versa. I'm not sure why they were even a couple.... heh

Old Dreams and Demon Babies

I was standing in line with a bunch of people at some indoor fun-park type thing. We were in a dark enclosed area, with several lines waiting to get into these doors that led to the next part of the ride we wanted to get on. The closer you'd get to the doors, the more the floors would shake and wobble. We were expecting there to be something really grand on the other side...

When the doors opened, only one person at a time could go through... and it was a water slide type ride. Everyone, as soon as they saw this, got annoyed because nobody had any intention of getting wet. However in order to continue on the ride and get out, we had to get on our butts in our normal street clothes and slide down this gradual water slide that led into a large dark area, filled with Disney-esque animatronic characters and brightly lit scenes.

I started down the slide, but was able to divert myself somehow off of the main path and into a "back area" of the ride. I was dropped into a very familiar area, where you were almost participating in a live videogame. I was now on an innertube, sliding quickly through the hallways covered in bones and skulls, heading towards what appeared to be a dead end.

I knew I had been there before, because I wasn't worried about the dead end... I knew at the end of the hallway that there was a secret opening to the left, where a giant demon monster would be waiting to attack me and stop my progress. My only weapon was a motion activated gun, which would shoot bullets for the first 9 shots, and then a huge burst of energy on every 10th shot.

I reached the end of the hallway, and my innertube was not cut up by all of the bones and teeth and piece on the floors. And as I expected, the demon crashed through the wall to the left of me and I began shooting. The gun was huge... you had to hold it by handles on both sides, and to shoot it you had to lunge it forward and then back, repeatedly. I knew that a couple of "10th shot" blasts would kill him, and it did... he fell to the ground.

I decided not to go into the secret area, because I could see more giant demons walking around in there, so I turned and headed back up the hallway from which I came. At this point it turned into a hallway from my elementary school. As I began heading back towards an exit, lots of little demon children and babies started trying to attack me.

I still had the gun, but I wasn't shooting at them. Instead, I was swinging the gun around wildly, smashing the demon kids in the heads, knocking them to the ground and then continuing on. At the very end of the hallway, right by the exit, there was a child-sized ride-on train that would also demonized, driving around in circles, blocking my escape.

The train actually had a front which was the head of Beetlejuice, with its mouth full of sharp teeth, angrily biting at anyone that tried to get past it. I took a few swings with my gun, and despite hitting it, it didn't fall down as easily as the demon kids. I hit it in the side a few times, but couldn't knock it over, so eventually I smashed it in the face as hard as I could and then ran through the exit.

Cougar

I was attending a party in some old building, with Tabatha from work and Pam Gerun, one of my friends from back in high school. We were upstairs looking for people we knew whenwe came across big table full of brochures. Apparently this party was sponsored by a motorcycle dealership, as they had brochures for all of the new bikes that were being released this coming year.

We never found anyone that we knew, so Pam and I went outside to sit in the grass beside the house and talk. She was sitting in a papasan, and I was just sitting on the ground. Just then, a cougar came around the corner, as if it was stalking us. I told Pam to cover her head with a blanket, and she did that just in time so that the cougar didn't know she was sitting there.

I grabbed a blanket and covered up too, and was safe, but then I saw my cat walking towards me from the other direction and I had to get up to grab him and then we both hid back under the blanket. By this time though, the cougar had seen me and Kitty, and he started pawing at the blanket, knowing that we were under there.

He finally pulled the blanket back enough that he could stick his paw in. He pawed around for Kitty, but once he realized couldn't grab anything (he didn't have any claws) he got frustrated and left.

Huge Mish Mash

Ami, an old classmate of mine, were walking around on the boardwalk in Atlantic City, going in and out of shops. We had a couple other friends with us, although I couldn't identify who they were. We were walking and bitching about how it sucks to get old, and how nice it was when we were young and everything was new and hopeful.

Ami pointed out a place where she knew some of our other friends were, so we went inside. She said I had to walk into the bathroom to get one of them. I only had socks on, so it was nasty walking into this bathroom without something protecting my feet. Inside there was a guy resting on a stretcher... it was David Riggs. He still looked the same age as we did when we were kids, but he was adult sized. Hard to explain, but he looked really odd. He seemed mentally retarded too, as he kept saying "You Bobby Parsley! You Bobby Parsley!" He didn't remember me until I reminded him about doing Young Authors Conference work with him in Mrs Boyer's class.

As I left there, Ami was gone, and for some reason I was now walking around on all fours. I think it had something to do with an injury. I was going into a school cafeteria, so I tried to get back up and stand just on my legs so that nobody would make fun of me. It really hurt, and I didn't look natural, and one girl in there smiled and said "I remember making fun of you during Knight Rider!" I have no idea what she meant, but she was smiling and didn't mean anything bad by it.

After I left the cafeteria I was now at a big auction. I went there because I knew they had a bunch of rare videogames. I found the pile of old NES games... all of them were boxed, in almost new condition, and they were the rarest of the rare titles. (Although in reality, all of the titles were games that don't even exist.) I was waiting for the auction to start so that I could bid, then some kid comes over and offered the auctioneer 20 bucks for the stack. I was upset, and motioned to the guy that I wanted to bid too.

I didn't end up getting the games, instead choosing to leave and go into a nearby BW3 with Ami. (She was back, for some reason.) She ran into the restaurant, since she had to use their restroom, and me and my friend came in a few seconds later. The people at BW3 thought we were food critics, so they were falling all over themselves to make us happy.

The place was crowded, so they couldn't seat us right away. Instead, they sat us separately... with me sitting at a table with a really old man and some retarded young kid. The kid kept crawling around on the floor, picking things up. It turns out he was looking for coins. The old man apparently was a coin collector and had taught the kid to look for rare coins on the floors of restaurants. *shrug* I watched him picking up coins... he found old silver dollars, weird gold pieces, and even dirty old pennies and dimes.

Hideout Hotel

For some reason I decided to rob the local drug store. I had a huge revolver, went in to the store during broad daylight, and told the first cashier near the door to give me the money. The gun went off by accident but didn't hit anyone, so my partner and I ran out of the store and down to the local creek for our getaway. My partner was a Hindi looking girl who didn't say very much, but whom I think helped me plan the whole thing.


We ran along the creek in town, and finally made our way to a big casino hotel on the edge of town. At this point that girl just vanished, because I was now by myself and it was getting dark. I hid in the front porch of an abandoned house near the casino, just waiting for someone to come get me, but nobody ever did. I kept thinking how weird it was that nobody seemed to be looking for me, since everyone at that store knew me and likely had video of the robbery.

After I felt a little safer I went into the casino hotel, walking up a narrow stairway inside the building to the 7th or 8th floor. There were windows in the stairwell, and I remarked to the person walking with me that it was neat to see such a view of Lancaster.

I went into my room, where apparently my whole family was staying, and sat and watched out the window into the near-darkness. The windows were small, only slightly larger than my head, and were placed low to the floor. At least in my room.

As I was looking out the open window, I kept seeing a girl's head poke in and out of the window directly below mine. Apparently her window was located near the ceiling in her room, because every time she looked out I could see the top of her head near the bottom of my window opening. It turns out she was doing more than just looking out her window.

This girl was actually scaling the outside of the building in the cold and snow, and somehow getting in through the windows and stealing stuff from people's rooms. When I saw that she was about to come up to my window and try to steal my stuff, I got into bed and pretended like I was asleep until she got into the room.

She tried to sneak across my bed, which was up against the wall by the window, and I grabbed her as she was almost across. She laughed in one of those "oh, I guess you caught me" kind of ways, and said that she'd just leave if I let her make a phone call to her friend. I told her that I'd get my cellphone so she could do that, and she smiled and said "I've already got your cell phone" and pulled it out of her pocket.

She made her call and asked for one favor. She wanted to know if we had any comp cards that are used in the gambling machines in the hotel. I told her I'd get her one, since it would only add to our comp points, but after looking in all of our wallets and and luggage I couldn't find any. Dad even woke up and gave a few suggestions, but it appeared that we lost them all.