(Very quick notes on this one, because I'm tired and need to go to bed. I'll get back to it when I have more time to concentrate on remembering the details. For now, the basics.)
-- Chris and me in his house. Living room. Floor very messy. His mom and sister around. Summer vacation, probably.
-- Sarah says something about me having a new boyfriend.
-- Chris gets out wooden pole, starts twirling it. I don't feel frightened. It's as though anything he does to me won't hurt me.
-- I go to him, fight with him over the wooden pole, manage to break it in two. We start "dueling" with the broken pieces. He isn't able to hit me, even though I'm clumsy with my stick and he would have had plenty of chances to knock me over and impale me.
-- He collapses when I hit him with the pole, somewhat accidentally. I only tap him with it, yet he falls to the ground and begins disintegrating into white powder. It covers the floor of his house. Looks like a combination of flour and sand.
-- Emily's mom appears from nowhere, takes a bunch of the powder, and puts it into a cupcake paper. She then puts colored sprinkles and a birthday candle on it and puts the whole thing in the microwave.
