Wednesday, May 11, 2016

Threats in the City

Oh wow - has it really been a *YEAR* since I wrote last?

I could've sworn I...well, clearly I didn't.

Shame on me.


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I was in a city - it was like London, but also Venice. Canals everywhere.

(I've dreamed of this city before, but it was sunny).

I had my suitcases and I was looking for my hotel. I saw several cathedrals, but not the one I was looking for. And the ferris wheel was in the wrong place. I got into a taxi and he drove me through the city. Finally, he stopped a a familiar intersection (from an old dream, I remembered we were near the train depot). I realized I had not changed my dollars to pounds, but there was a ten dollar bill on the seat and he took it as payment. I tried to say that the money was there before I sat down, and that I knew the fare was far more than ten dollars, but he was happy and unloaded my suitcases and didn't listen.

Looking around, I crossed over some canals on the roads and realized he did not drop me off in the right place.  I kept seeing things that looked familiar, but not correct.

Above the skyline, a hologram was showing this history of the city. It was really cool - they projected the old architecture growing up throughout the years, overlaid with the actual architecture in front of me. I wanted to stay and watch, but the sun was setting and I didn't want to be out in the dark. There was a menace in the air, somehow.

As I walked, I became aware of someone following me close. I got nervous, but tried not to show it. I walked a little faster, but the man kept pace,  and there were two of them now. Then one of them grabbed me around my upper arms and lifted me off the ground. There was a gang of boys, and I kicked out but could not get away. They were laughing at me.

Then one said he knew me - that I had lived with his family for a time. I remembered as well, but the city was wrong. He said I lived with them in Lustin, but that wasn't the right city. He put me down, and I was angry because they had played such a mean joke. But the thing was, they didn't stop feeling menacing. It was like they realized they couldn't do whatever it was they were going to do, because this one guy knew me. We made uneasy small talk as I started walking along again.

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I was prepping for the TD gaming event. Room one. A party was there, but everything was disorganized. They ate the salad props, and the NPC didn't know what to do. They solved the room, but messed it up for the next parties...

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Yeah, I remember that city. In the first dream, it was sunny and I was trying to get away from some...I think they were guards? But it was a European type city, with canals, trams, and roads. Sort of like all the cities I've been to in Europe got smushed together.