Date: 6/4/2018
By lunarlondon
I was in the parking lot of my local park and there were twenty or so slots, the same amount of songs in Alice In Wonderland Jr. Everyone in the play had an assigned song, lots of people had partners because there weren’t enough songs for everyone individually. Anyway, I had the Tweedles scene and everyone had an object in their slot representing their song. Mine was a tandem bike and you were allowed to hire actors and stuff to help you with the song. I hired a girl I don’t know, maybe a little older than me, to be my actress, and then I left her there at the end of one day. I closed the metal tent over my slot, not knowing she was in there, and locked it. I think I heard her yelling to let her out but I assumed it was someone else’s. About three days later there was this huge news story about a dead girl found in the parking lot who had been cooked alive, since I had closed the slot over her and since it’s metal and the day was warm, she suffered and someone finally found her. I knew it was only a matter of time before someone found my DNA and suspected me as her murderer, and I was figuring out a way to wake up. I remember my good friend was the newscaster who was following me everywhere and updating me every second on the story. Then, I woke up at 8:38 AM and had completely forgotten it was a dream. I was watching the news but in this world you were transported to any show you watched so I was back at the park and with the news team with the metal tent thing still on fire with the girl’s corpse.