January 7, 2026

It was getting late at a friend’s place and I overheard a conversation about how I was the only person who lived far away. I checked the map on my phone to see that I had missed the last train of the night. Someone commented that “[I] was bad with asking for a ride home”.

We were led into a room with stage lights and the walls and floors lined with gymnastic mats. As we stood in the middle of the room, the floor kept rising until the grid holding the spotlights were within reach. Everyone lined up along one of the pipes running across the stage. I felt more nervous than anticipated; despite my feet being on the floor it felt like I was high up in the air because the ceiling was so close. My limbs got shaky and I wanted to curl up into a ball on the mat. Someone at the front of the stage coached us step by step to pull ourselves up on the pipe. There was a flash of “lightning” timed for each pull up.

I was watching a game of Brood War being played by Artosis when a Dark Templar had managed to infiltrate his mineral line and destroy a bunch of workers. A few moments later, a group of Lurkers took out even more SCVs.

I opened the group chat and saw that a friend had posted pictures of their legs in pantyhose.