Posted on: 2014-12-03 by Guest

Last night I was in New York City. I parked my truck in a garage, my friends appeared out of nowhere, all with their wives/gf's. We started walking to "the race" (apparently we signed up for a 5k?). On the way there, one of my friends and his wife were ambushed by an angry mob of people. We all keep walking. We finally get to the race and everyone, including myself, is in running attire. The sun is very bright and everyone's putting on suntan lotion, but when it gets to me the bottle is empty. I decide to go back to my truck since I know have more sunscreen in my trunk. I'm very good at navigating New York City in real life but I became so lost. Every turn I made just got me further and further away from the garage. I finally waved down a taxi and hopped in. The cab driver was driving extremely wreckless, playing loud music, and laughing. But I was calm in the backseat. The cab driver finally pulls over and I'm in front of a bar. I truth around to tell him it's the wrong place but the taxi vanished. I walk into the bar. The bar is very dim lit, dark, with the main bar all the way in the back surrounded by candles. Everyone drinking looks like a gypsy. I make my way to the bar and there's an unfamiliar face bartending; she was very attractive in a dark kind of way, not the type of woman I'm normally into. She pours me a beer. She then tells me how would I like to be a werewolf for the night. She opened her hand and it there was a bright neon green pill, it had an intense aura to it. I declined, I said I don't do that anymore. She said "well if then you're going to have to kill someone if you plan on leaving this bar alive." She handed me a machete and a gust of wind blew out all the candles making the bar go pitch black. I swung the machete and started running for the door. I'm suddenly in someone's apartment, I see them sleeping on the couch. I run out the front door only to find myself in a different apartment. This continued for about a dozen more times before finally finding the street. My truck was parked but when I got in the drivers seat I found myself in the backseat of my fathers car. I just wanted to go back to the race and see my friends. Didn't happen. IMD