Date: 1/6/2026
By montyroz
First I was back in high school, sitting through a class and trying to organize all the papers in my backpack. Later at lunchtime there was some sort of jello incident and I ended up completely doused in red sticky liquid, at which point I said screw this I'm going home. While looking for a door to take me outside, I discovered a long corridor with dark hardwood floors leading further and further down. I peeked into a room and there was steam billowing and the clang of heavy weaponry, like somw kind of a blacksmithing studio. At the very end of the tunnel there was a mysterious chapel or religious room. I didn't go in because it wasn't what I was looking for. Later, I was at another school, this time with younger kids. I had so many library books I could barely hold them, so I got a little kid to help me put them all in a sack so ai could drag th3m to the return box.