Basic journey

So I was at my college school and all was well until two men starting firing guns on students. Or at least they were until right after two secret agents showed up and began to put a stop to them. Oddly enough, time was reversed back to when all was well and then instead of firing guns the two men were tossing small rocks, pebbles really, into the air that would kill or wound people if they were hit by them. I tried to engage one of the men, but they took me down and I had to flee. Before escaping with other people, I grabbed my phone and my sweater knowing the journey would be long. We all walked in a line as the men, who had increased from two to perhaps a hundred, were five to ten paces right behind us. I tried running, as did others, but our bodies as well as the crazed men’s bodies were weak and we had to walk most of the time which lead to one of us being caught and killed every so often. However, I discovered that I could run “backwards”, with my back turned when I say backwards, and used this to my great advantage. This lead to me surviving aside from of most and having to watch many perish as I ran off into the horizon.

Later, I came across a small town that consisted of one extremely expansive building on the inside that only looked small, solid, dark grey block on the outside. There was also a gas station nearby, but it was abandoned. Upon entering the building I made my way through many rooms and open areas, identifying the place as perhaps a ruined shopping mall with many refugees and survivors rushing among the many thousands of stores for supplies. I bumped into a guy around my age. He was quite intelligent as well as darker skin toned than myself and joined my party. (Let’s call him Steve)  We set out immediately from the refugee camp for he had already collected supplies and exited outside. But before leaving on the road, we took a rest on the ground. In our dreams, which were combined and we were conscious in them as well, we arrived at a camp, full of gypsys it appeared. I managed to befriend one of them, a young girl with a lighter skin tone also around our age, but probably younger. Although shoe chose to join us, she was quite reluctant seeing as we were ill equip and there was much we did not know of the dangers in the world presently. Then Steve and I awoke with the girl next to us also awakening as if she had been with us the whole time. She joined our party. (Let’s call her Gwen) Still outside the refugee camp, we snagged a jeep and hit the road. However, immediately appearing were numerous average wild animals from around the world, deer, sheep, goats, foxes, giraffes, etcetera, on the road and I had to maneuver around them while driving from sixty to seventy miles per hour. I ran over many of the smaller ones, it was gruesome and I believe we all puked at one time or another because of it.

After some elapsed time we arrived at a new destination and completed a few tasks, but my memory is fuzzy here. (Just know that we were away for several days and each day lasted almost a hundred hours each, varying) We eventually chose to return back to the Stone camp, the building that looked like a dark grey block full of refugees from way earlier. We must have each fallen asleep on the road while driving because we awoke to being parked on the road only a hundred paces away from the building and surrounded by hostile dinosaurs and other malicious creatures. The beasts had not spotted us yet, which was great because it gave us time to freak the hell out for several minutes. Soon we collected our senses and inevitably came to the conclusion that one of us would have to sacrifice ourselves as a diversion so the other two could have a chance to rush for the shelter. Steve offered to do so, but I curtly cut him off. In the jeep I spotted a slab of raw meat we had been saving for god knows why and I voted we toss it away to distract them. It was a success. The feral beasts ran off to chase the meat and we booked it towards the camp. But at the entrance, a deranged man dressed half as a clown and the other half as a butcher halted our progress and shouted that the camp belonged to him. He summoned his pet spider, that was the size of a large domestic dog, and even though it scared the shit out of me I ended its miserable life with one stomp of my foot. Then I ended his life as he tried to decapitate me with a butcher’s knife, even though he was creepy too. Steve and Gwen were distracted, cornered by an enemy, or something during my short battle, I was too busy fighting this boss like character to pay any attention and they joined me afterwards. We decided it was a good time to take another nap and did so right outside the camp. In the dream gypsy camp we spoke with more people, but were unsuccessful in recruiting a new member to our team from them. After awakening a second time, a man emerged from the Stone camp and beckoned us in. Everything had fallen apart in the humongous establishment, from riots breaking out to inflation in prices of merchandise and a few baddies such as the clown butcher I dispatched earlier. We had to walk through one hallway with spider webs all around it, which was inconvenient as I was trying to flirt with Gwen at the time and a few small spiders crawled out and gave me the heebe jeebies only to have her laugh at me. There was one sentence I did catch while the man was speaking, “When one store chooses to sell cookies for six clams, there isn’t much you can do about it,” but Steve was paying more attention to him as Gwen and I looked around us while walking through the camp and I trusted Steve to be as knowledgeable as he was. We were soon escorted to the central control room where a large screen and a long table were set and plenty of advanced technology was set up for communications and evaluations took place. Perhaps the other board members were off doing something or another, I don’t know. The man, who was part of their government, pulled up statistics on the situation on the screen as well as a video chat with another person and they discussed with Steve while I tried again to use my charm again on Gwen. She was playing Pokémon on her Nintendo DS at the time and I tried to be smooth by asking if she had over a hundred games saved on her SD card like I did, which was false for one I did not have my DS at the time and two there were zero games on my SD card. She continued playing and pulled out a second DS, both with a different Pokémon game on it which made my attempt not very effective, but I was determined. I looked her dead in the eye and spoke from my mind to hers. My first words were, “you are amazing,” and then I proceeded to recount what we had been through together on our journey by including narration and visuals in our minds. This captivated her immensely, which I felt through her mind more so than appearance, as I drew towards the end of my retelling of the past several days and how much of an asset she was to our team. To conclude, I closed my eyes and spoke that I would soon die if it meant keeping her alive. She got up, went behind me, and covered my eyes with her hands as if doing so to soon ask “guess who?” This must have been something in her culture to show respect or a strong bond, all I knew is we felt far closer in our relationship than we had before. I removed her hands, we smiled at each other, exchanged one kiss, and then we sat down together, she on my lap, and turned to Steve as he was finishing his talk with the other two on the camp and everything else. I asked him for the details and he began to explain the current state of the camp, the world in general, and how we would go about making life better for everyone. However, time began to slow as I heard very loud beeping from somewhere and all went black.

I awoke in my bed to my alarm clock, slammed the button to silence it, and cursed the gods for taking away that world from me that early Friday morning.