Some friends wanted to go to the beach and were trying to wake me up. They eventually left my room for a short moment at which point I got out of bed and went to browse the net. I was reading some development blogs about the art behind some new skins for an Overwatch event. I decided I would hide somewhere in case they came back to check on me in my room.

We were walking through the highschool campus and the buildings were at least 10 stories high. “This school is huge” I commented.

We needed to pick up some boxes that were still in storage so I walked down to the warehouse a few blocks down the street. When I got to the room that our boxes were stored in, I realized that there was no way I was going to be able to move all the boxes without a car.

I pulled down the projector screen and was unable to get it to roll back up. My panic further escalated when I realized that my laptop was projected onto the screen.

The office building was empty apart from the few guards on their final patrol for the night. We were waiting for said guards to leave before meeting with the others. Unfortunately someone didn’t get the memo and opened the door and a long beam of light from within the room spilled into the atrium.

I was being chased down the hill as I shouted towards the docks for someone to prepare a boat. As I approached the water, I jumped into the boat and started paddling away. We were around halfway to the other shore when our boat started to sink. I jumped out with my stuff in an attempt to lighten the load and swim the rest of the way.

My brother was taking a shower while I was in my room packing my luggage. I heard my father shouting from downstairs. I walked down to see my niece jumping and learning how to fly. My brother came out of the shower and asked what happened. “You missed out on a lot” I told him.

Everyone else had already walked out the door to catch the morning bus while I was still taking my time organizing my backpack. Right before heading out the door, I noticed that my socks were mismatched. I ran over to my yet-unpacked luggage to try to find a matching pair of socks but it was so disorganized that I quickly gave up.

There was a red T painted on a bench by the road and my dad quickly ran in front of it to dance for three seconds. I took out my phone and pointed it at the red T and was able to retroactively film what had just happened. Within the app I also had the option of filming past events in front of various other “T stops” around the city.

I heard the door open behind me while I was using the restroom. A few seconds had gone by and I could still feel the presence of someone standing in the doorway. “What are you doing?” I turned my head to ask. They said they were trying to figure out how the lock worked.