He sat in his tank, upset, and facing the entrance. I drove up to him and parked my vehicle behind his. “I’m not going with you”, he said. I told him that was fine and picked up his laptop. “Don’t let your eyes off it”, he warned. I told him, “I know.”

I was playing a mirror match as Zagara in Heroes of the Storm. We were on Blackheart’s Bay and we had both gone for Nydus Network.

We were hiking when I found a bolt lodged into my right knee. At first I only found it with my fingers, by feeling the unnaturally smooth spot next to the head of my fibula. When I had my finger on the spot, I looked down to see my flesh and blood around the silver head. I had failed to locate the bolt the first time it had gotten stuck in my leg along with the other assortment of shrapnel.

There was a news report about a renaissance painter who went by the name Bennet. His most well-known work, Two Venetians Holding Hands , was on display in a nearby museum. The oil painting featured two men in blue walking by a canal under the midday sun.

We were on a walking tour by the docks on the island when Commerce in the Peninsula started playing over the speakers. Our tour guide then proceeded to pick up a horse by the “armpits” as a demonstration. Someone in our group then picked up a sheep by its feet in response.

My parents were already up when I woke up in the middle of the street. They were trying to take photos that matched up with the ones they took a few years ago. My camera was built into my eyes, I simply had to blink harder than normal to snap a photo. Additionally, I was able to see a faint outline of the previous photo, allowing me to line up my shot.

We walked into the tower and saw a green dragon Friend clinging onto the wall. Its wings were spread out in the sun as it started to molt. Someone described the dragon as someone who was disciplined but easily startled.

When I turned over my suitcase, I found that a cockroach nest had formed around the crevice next to the main zipper. I immediately dropped the bag as I saw a couple of the bugs crawl over it. I quickly turned to my phone to search for ways to get of the infestation.

I was sorting through a box of box that my brother and his wife had left behind. At the bottom of the box, I found twelve EasyPass cards in packs of three. He said that they were handed to him by the government.

Someone was asking us if we knew the whereabouts of my brother’s old high school friends. They held a clipboard with list of the people they were looking for along with various bits of information about them. They asked about someone named “Grounder” to which we corrected their pronunciation.