April 12, 2015

I was in an underground train station and a mine-cart was moving very slowly on the tracks. Somewhere by the track there was a sign that read: “This goes up to 555 km/h. How lucky will you get?” I sat into the cart and it slowly started to accelerate. By the time I got out of the tunnel and out into the open, I was speeding over the tracks. There were large groups of people walking along and next me on what was a very sunny day. I was afraid of losing control at the speeds I was going at but I also knew that the moment I stopped, i wouldn’t be able to regain my initial momentum.

I however did eventually stop and resorted to riding a bike. It was only now that the people walking around became a problem as they constantly got in my way. I kept riding until I reached an overpass and decided to turn back.

The nearest settlement on the way back was what seemed to be a small tourist town. The buildings seemed relatively new and the roads very neatly paved. It looked almost artificial. I must have spent a long time here because before long it was about 6:30 and time for dinner. I still had to get back home so I took out my phone to check the map. My current location was a “Stonesquare Village” which happened to be about 30 minutes away from the main train station. I texted someone that I was on my way as it got dark and started raining.

I was accompanied by two other people that had their own bikes trying to find their way back home. I was following the one leading us until we were led into what seemed to a be a cross between an adult store and arcade. I stopped. “What are you doing?” I asked. They unconvincingly replied that this was a shortcut back home.

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I was standing in the quad in the middle of the night and there was a small post set up that was assigning housing for those that had to be referred to the waitlist lottery. I ended up hugging a rock.