Date: 12/9/2016
By nikoloverfriend
I was running through a high vaulted building and came across an open door to a large room with two of my coworkers inside, dressed in suits and armed with blades (like the Crazy 88 without masks and the other 86). I entered and someone handed me a blade as well. I walked up to them to ask what was going on when an older man entered, also armed, and started fighting us. I clumsily swung my sword at him just trying to keep him at a distance while trying to process if I could really get hurt or if this was a game (this was the night after the Westworld season finale). An announcement blared that gravity was being removed from the arena and that we all needed to be off the ground after a few seconds or face some consequence. Everyone jumped up immediately. I did a flip and stabbed my sword into a massive sculpture of a lion dog, but when gravity was reactivated, I couldn't hold onto the handle and fell. I woke up before I landed.