I fell asleep right after Molly left. Yeah, I was pissed off, but even my prissiness couldn't keep me from sleeping. As I slowly crept into the apparatus of sleep, I could feel the pictures of dreams slowly turning on in my brain.
Soon I was in true sleep. I was deep into sleep that the dream wasn't a dream any longer but actually a new dimension. I spent my time in this new dimension figuring things out.
My alternate body woke up in the middle of smoke. A building cracked next to me. As I started to stand, the smoke cleared and there was something strange off in the distance. I wasn't sure whether to approach it or to run. I decided to investigate. For some reason, I knew I was in a dream, but it didn't mattter to me. I walked out of the smoke and past a couple of crumbling buildings. The buildings looked like the ones back home, in 2008. I kept walking, and through the rubble, I couldn't help but laugh. I had been through every nightmare ever and I was dreaming about back home.
I found what resembled a door through some broken bricks, and I took it to an outside. But outside the door was a ledge that must have been 20 feet off the ground. I looked into the distance, and I saw what looked like a giant man. This man was in what was probably a toga and the toga stretched down to his knees. Every step he took reviled more and more of his legs, pieces like his thighs and torso. There were also multiple explosions ricocheting off of his body. It was almost like this being was hostile... enemy.
I looked through the fog at my surroundings again. I seemed to be in some sort of house. A house made of clay and large and square. There was a shag rug (Now dusty because of the durbis) and some windows with no actual glass in them. They were simply holes in the wall.
I looked for another door. Maybe there was a way out of here. I could get better berings on my surroundings. I looked through the window. I could climb through that. So I did. I climbed the wreckages of a desk or table that used to be there and climbed out.
I fell out and hit the ground, which was about 10 feet below me. It was comfortable though because It happened to be sandy. I was in a desert...
Suddenly something slapped me awake. A bag. "Wake up retard. Dinners ready." It was Molly. I was pretty shooken but it was just the fact I had been waken up so roughly. "Also, I'm not talking to you." What a little girl. I swear.
