An early morning
Location: West Baltimore...?
I moved with a friend into a hug apartment complex - beautiful antique style housing, with shared kitchen and living room. Roommates are: 2 Latino guys (they are a cute couple), 1 African American lady with cheerful outlook, 2 other African American guys who like to joke, 1 cool Asian guy who brings girls home a lot. It was the beginning of a new and exciting life!
However, there are 3 doors from front yard to house, and we must always lock them behind (of course I did not know why). One morning I went swimming (without pants, obviously this dream is R-rated). On the way back there were a bunch of people whistling at me and I freaked out. I dashed into our yard, then ran upstairs as fast as I could, completely forgetting about locking the doors behind me!
Next thing I know, they were all inside our building, one is already pounding on our last door, which is merely a screen door for mosquito purpose. Turns out the first floor of our house is the office of a congress woman, and those people are here to protest - sadly, they're not peaceful protestors.
Scared to death, with deep guilt, I saw from my window that futuristic tall robot/buses sent by cops start to push their cars away and trash them. Some people jumped onto one robot/bus to shake it down - but when it fell down, it landed on them, and they were all dead.
I screamed.
Location: West Baltimore...?
I moved with a friend into a hug apartment complex - beautiful antique style housing, with shared kitchen and living room. Roommates are: 2 Latino guys (they are a cute couple), 1 African American lady with cheerful outlook, 2 other African American guys who like to joke, 1 cool Asian guy who brings girls home a lot. It was the beginning of a new and exciting life!
However, there are 3 doors from front yard to house, and we must always lock them behind (of course I did not know why). One morning I went swimming (without pants, obviously this dream is R-rated). On the way back there were a bunch of people whistling at me and I freaked out. I dashed into our yard, then ran upstairs as fast as I could, completely forgetting about locking the doors behind me!
Next thing I know, they were all inside our building, one is already pounding on our last door, which is merely a screen door for mosquito purpose. Turns out the first floor of our house is the office of a congress woman, and those people are here to protest - sadly, they're not peaceful protestors.
Scared to death, with deep guilt, I saw from my window that futuristic tall robot/buses sent by cops start to push their cars away and trash them. Some people jumped onto one robot/bus to shake it down - but when it fell down, it landed on them, and they were all dead.
I screamed.
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