The three of us were hiding inside of a house in the middle of a deserted lot. It was dark out and we were being tracked down by a reptile shapeshifter. It had currently assumed the form of a large T. Rex and was stomping around the perimeter of the house. We decide to split up with the reasoning that if it had swiped at the house from the outside, we wouldn’t all be caught by it.

It was before dinner and a student visitor that I was hosting had arrived. They informed me about a pair of partner worksheets that they were assigned to fill out with the host (myself).

I was helping someone film a commercial in the middle of an open marketplace. They were walking backwards on the cobblestone road under midday sun. They held up a glass and filled it halfway with milk from a plastic jug. They explained, in their military uniform, how mass produced beverages were better than homemade juice due to its cost efficiency. This was when they poured the rest of the gallon of milk into the cup as it overflowed.

She was a regular at the place we got lunch and ordered the 2-2. I got the number 6. As I walked out of the store, I realized that they had played a different song just for us.

It was the new semester and I had somehow managed to get assigned with the same two roommates again. I found myself rather attracted to one of them for quite some time and thought about asking them if they wanted to sleep together when we were standing in the doorway but I held my tongue.

I was laying on the couch at my uncle’s place. My laptop was on so I looked up to make sure I didn’t have anything embarrassing open. It was late in the afternoon and my parents said I should head home first. I got off the couch and walked towards the front door before laying down on the floor by the shoes. I stayed in that position for a while before getting up again and walking out the door.

We were chatting in the kitchen when she asked why I recorded my dreams. She seemed to imply I was doing it for some kind of enlightenment when I told her it was just something I did for fun. She continued to ask me about my past relationships which I wasn’t too eager to discuss. She brought up a time I had engaged in biblical roleplay before I had ever read any of the bible.

My dad was trying to find a shortcut to get to the other side of the city. We followed him through various back alleys and through numerous shops that for some reason had their back doors open. We eventually stumbled into a strip club and my dad was already walking up the stairs. I told him that I was pretty sure there wasn’t going to be an way out up there. I turned my head around and briefly locked eyes with an old friend who was sitting on one of the couches. I hurriedly continued onward.

I looked down at my arms to see a rash spreading out from the inside of both of my elbows. The longer I looked, the worse it got as my skin started to boil and pop and the rash spread. The bubbles started becoming more dense as the skin around the crease slowly turned purple.

My brother and I were taking turns playing a videogame and we were stuck on a mission where you had to evade the police in a single-person copter. After failing again, he handed me the controller for the last time and said I could try as many times as I wanted as he needed to tend to his daughter.