Author: uberbudgie





I dreamt for some reason that I was in the area I grew up in, a little college-town suburb with nothing to do and plenty of strip malls.



All of the buildings were different, as were the people, but I could tell it was the place I grew up

in because of this feeling it had. I knew the

streets, even though the names had changed.



I was with a group of people, maybe about three

or so, whom I'd never seen before. (I think I was supposed to be related to them or something), and they asked me to pick something up from a new

resturant that was in a strip mall where this plaza

used to be located. Something vegetarian that I

really liked.



The sky was just at the end of dusk then, too dark

to be day, but too colorful to be night.



And somewhere, out there, there was someone

on the loose... A criminal of the vilest sort, I

just knew because I could feel this person in

my head, and I knew that they were

coming to get me, even though they'd never met

me and didn't know where I was. I could feel

this person coming to get me. I didn't want to

be left alone because of this, but couldn't find

the words to express myself, while they were walking away.



So, I decided to begin