November 25, 2014

I was trying to find my way out of a bookstore with some friends from elementary school. The way out was to go up. At the top exit of one of the stairwells was an alcove of shirts. There was a sale that advertised one price for as many shirts as you can take within a certain time limit. We were no doubt slowed down by the masses of people gathered at the opening. I think we lost some members of our party as well.

We were then going up a brick tower until the stairs met a wall that we had to lift each other over. This was apparently a shortcut to the top floor.

All of us from my second grade class sat on a boat without a deck. Panels underneath slid up to form one as we went off. Someone next to me showed me a document stating that no one was allowed to enter the cockpit of the boat because of a murder incident back in 1999. I had no idea where we were going.

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I was sitting on the bed in a hotel and someone threw over a vacuum wrapped assortment of bottles of alcohol. I had no interest in the alcohol, but there was also a plastic bottle of water in there so I unpacked it. “What’s this?” I asked as I drank what seemed to be water. The liquid had an extremely strong metallic taste to it and was afraid that I had been poisoned. “Is this drinkable?” I asked again.

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My brother among others was playing an old console fighting game with a younger kid. The child was amazed that the console needed wires to connect to the TV. The game froze constantly. At some point, my brother swapped what seemed to be N64 controllers with another person so he could use his character instead.