Sitting in an office building, a police sting operation and drug raid had just occurred. The company CEO was screaming at his board members.
I looked out the window.
A guy who looked remarkable like actor Seth Green suddenly got up, and announced that the chaotic yelling in this room “needs a base track!” He whips out a black box with various sliders on it - looking very much like the back of a Film camera’s flash. A base track sounds, and the guy gradually adds in various electronic rifts. No one is noticing this but me.
The music crescendos. On the offbeat, everyone stops talking, and looks at the CEO as he says in an unusual monotone “ - and this is how it happened.”
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Cut to outside the tall skyscraper, surrounded by a small 1950s style town.
The sky was pouring rain. I was with Mitch, the assistant manager from my job, and another guy I didn’t recognize. We were all barefoot, and running but I didn’t know why. The world lacks color, reduced to shades of blue and gray.
Lightening arced in the sky. I was wearing my motorbikes helmet, and wonder where all our shoes went. I also realized this helmet had metal in it, greatly increasing the chance I would be struck by sky electricity.
Running barefoot through the downpour, I’m staring at the murky form of Mitch ahead of me. As I pass into an area fenced by tall hedges, I remember we’re running to go get Ice cream cones.
I don’t remember if we ever got there. I woke up some time later feeling very disappointed.
I went for work at the Mall that day, but Mitch wasn’t working. On my lunch break I went downstairs and bought myself an ice cream cone. For some reason I can’t explain, it gave me a sense of closure.
I looked out the window.
A guy who looked remarkable like actor Seth Green suddenly got up, and announced that the chaotic yelling in this room “needs a base track!” He whips out a black box with various sliders on it - looking very much like the back of a Film camera’s flash. A base track sounds, and the guy gradually adds in various electronic rifts. No one is noticing this but me.
The music crescendos. On the offbeat, everyone stops talking, and looks at the CEO as he says in an unusual monotone “ - and this is how it happened.”
Cut to outside the tall skyscraper, surrounded by a small 1950s style town.
The sky was pouring rain. I was with Mitch, the assistant manager from my job, and another guy I didn’t recognize. We were all barefoot, and running but I didn’t know why. The world lacks color, reduced to shades of blue and gray.
Lightening arced in the sky. I was wearing my motorbikes helmet, and wonder where all our shoes went. I also realized this helmet had metal in it, greatly increasing the chance I would be struck by sky electricity.
Running barefoot through the downpour, I’m staring at the murky form of Mitch ahead of me. As I pass into an area fenced by tall hedges, I remember we’re running to go get Ice cream cones.
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I don’t remember if we ever got there. I woke up some time later feeling very disappointed.
I went for work at the Mall that day, but Mitch wasn’t working. On my lunch break I went downstairs and bought myself an ice cream cone. For some reason I can’t explain, it gave me a sense of closure.
