Date: 6/1/2018
By comatose-dreamer
I was sort of friends with this old lady that worked in this huge spacious asylum looking building. I helped her escape from the job she had there by squeezing through a small window. Her boss was crazy and would have hurt her if she asked to quit or something. Many years pass and I am together with Francisco. He starts acting weird and has an existential crisis. He runs away from home and for some goes to that same building the old lady worked, but it's now empty and abandoned. I walk around the building trying to find him. I felt uneasy in the building due to it's history and that it's still in great condition after many years of abandonment. I call out his name and my voice heavily echoes throughout the building. I couldn't hear him at all in reaction to my voice. I wake up