Date: 12/22/2019
By IndridCold
I woke up inside an ice cream truck. There was some person searching for me and I hid from them behind a wall. The interior of the ice cream truck was like a really old house, and much larger than it looked from the outside. I remember there was an upstairs loft where there was a cushiony black chair and a desk and a little ornate black metal table. Anyway I was hiding from this guy, but he found me behind the wall. Since I was caught, I had to be like his servant or something. Well it turns out that I had thrown up in the area I was sleeping (I was sick last night and actually threw up), it was gross looking and pink, and actually kind of looked like ice cream. We took the truck to this outdoor area where there was a swamp, and we pushed the truck into the swamp. He said this was the only way to clean the interior. The swamp didn’t look that deep but it sank all the way in.