I was lying on the floor of the classroom after being paralyzed by a spider bite. I tried to call for help to the people in the hallway but no one came because there was no reason for them to think someone was inside.

There was one week left in the semester and I had just finished my last class. I ran up the stairs of the building until I was in an art classroom with floor to ceiling windows. I looked over the shoulder of my friend who was sitting at an easel and pointed at the shadow of a giant goldfish in the water down below. The fish turned out to be a reflection on the window.

I was flattening some wontons skins with a hammer in a cooking class. I pressed a dry red chip into the middle of the skin before wrapping it up. I walked out into the knee deep snow. My classmates were operating a small food stall down the street.

We were working together to create a Minecraft themed map for a fighting game. In the middle of the map was a straight line of water but the incline was too steep to actually climb out of it. I wondered out loud if platforms would be a better solution than flattening the terrain. I then suggested that maybe an elevator could work, only to be reminded that those were only available in the level editor, not the stage editor. “What did we always have to remember about elevators again?” they asked. I recalled that it always required a location and a state, even though that knowledge was not useful to us at this time.

I was walking past my middle school campus when I spotted my highschool history teacher. I took off my glasses to introduce myself but he didn’t seem to recognize me. Unfortunately I had forgotten his name as well which made the entire interaction rather awkward. I quickly excused myself and walked through the school gates.

It was the first day we had to return to the office in the while and I had already overslept. For some reason I wasn’t even in my own home. I quickly sent a Skype message to my manager telling them I was going to be late. I got on my bike and started riding home. It was already dark out and my bike had the right of way at all of the intersections. I thought about what I was going to have for dinner and how I was going to miss at least half a day of work at this rate.

I was playing a new game that was set on an alien planet. We were on the beach and I was armed with a shovel. A small pack of dinosaur-like creatures rushed past us into the ocean. The dog-sized creatures avoided the patch of blue mushroom-like flowers that we were standing among.

We were watching a movie featuring a character resembling a mix between Brad Pitt and Ryan Gosling. It had a revenge plot and the opening scene was the main character on the docks in the midst of heavy fog and orange-yellow lighting.

I was playing a game in the Half Life engine and a friend said that the game could be beaten without needing to use any of the ladders if you mastered a specific kind of jump. There was a puzzle in the room that involved smashing a giant golden rock. You had to pour liquid silver onto the rock before the gold pieces reformed.

My dad and I were looking at the menu inside of a Japanese restaurant. I wasn’t really sure what to get so I ordered the special combo. We found the table at our seats a bit too high so we asked if anyone could help us adjust it. The table was flipped over onto the other side which happened to double as a mattress.