April 15, 2019

It was the night before the first day of the semester and I had just realized that I needed to write a paper for tomorrow. I rushed to the library on the third floor to check out whatever books I needed for this philosophy paper. Since it was technically still the holiday, the library was scheduled to close at 9:30PM, less than an hour from now.

People were making blueberry pancakes for some kind of assignment that I realized I should be doing as well. As I settled myself behind the station, I noticed that I didn’t have any batter.

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I was walked home from school and something didn’t feel right so I took my wallet out of my pocket. My money was still intact, but all forms of identification were gone. I started running back towards the school as I remembered bumping into a couple of kids who I thought were trying to steal my laptop. I somehow caught up to them and they asked me to follow them to their headquarters. Upon arriving to their meeting, someone shot the two of them dead. I asked where my ID was and the one with the gun told me that they’ve already been sold off.

Someone else shot the woman with the gun before dropping their own weapon and running off. I chased after them down the stairs and across the rooftops until I finally got to face them. They revealed that they were actually a robot.