I walked out of the classroom where everyone was clicking away in front of their screens and passed a BestBuy in the hallway. From the window display it looked like the store had just opened and wasn’t fully stocked yet. I was lucid by about this point and walked down to the running track. There were some (unmanned) stalls selling trinkets around the edge of the field. I figured it was about time to get back to class. I closed my eyes and tried my best to visualize the room in an attempt to teleport but couldn’t manage to get it to work. I decided to run instead but my legs now felt very heavy.

I was in the world of Abiotic Factor with my friends and we had gotten slightly split up in the mall. A Reaper would spawn in one of the dark corners of an unlit furniture store.

I had read about a recent trend of people selling titles for extremely small areas of land. Transactions were mostly being done through an app with a frontier/Wild West aesthetic. Selling titles was framed as “Driv[ing] Evil” out. Prices were at an all time high and no one wanted to miss out. In our house was a parcel the size of a parked car in the garage and one the size of a dining table in our living room. I sold them off with a click until I realized that the living room land belonged to “one of the fun ones”.

I was traveling between bases in Abiotic Factor when I was cornered by a security bot in one of the doorways. It was trying to break into our small kitchen and I thought that maybe it was time to just teleport back to our main base.

I was asked if I wanted to shoot a video to help promote a halloween event for Mahjong Soul. I accepted it without much thought but quickly got overwhelmed as I wasn’t given much guidance beyond a script and a group of people who’d been chosen to act out whatever skit they had given us. I was simultaneously director, cinematographer, and potentially editor on a project with a rapidly approaching deadline. We were supposed to be filming at this very moment in the exceedingly noisy room but I was still reading over the script for the very first time. The actors sat around looking aimlessly while I procrastinated by silently thinking about the best delivery for the lines. Before I knew it, time was up. And I had no footage.

The cafeteria line that I was waiting in split into two in front of me so I arbitrarily chose the branch on the right. This happened to be the line for desserts so I picked out an ice cream before circling back to the end of the line.

I was in a school science lab and we were tightening vises that were clamped onto the tables. I tried to keep my distance as I was afraid they might suddenly blow up from the pressure.