Date: 9/7/2019
By Imetaphor
I'm driving on the Yard and I decide to illegally park while I run into 6th wing (although it looks like 5th wing loading dock) to grab my laundry or something. As I feared, I am intercepted by a Mid with a clipboard who starts lecturing me and I can't tear myself away without being rude. While I'm distracted, a girl has walked past us and is now in my car, disassembling the doors and dash panels and putting monitoring equipment inside, which apparently is how they tow cars now, in the future. I run and save my car from being towed, removing the little microbots for her from my disassembled driver side door controls, put everything back together real quick and drive away before I get caught. I'm in a church, more like a big old house with a big auditorium. Most church members seem to live there too, very overcrowded, very 1st Century communal. Paul confides in me that attackers are probably going to burn the church down, but we need that for the insurance money and positive PR. I realize one night that he has gotten impatient and is now in the auditorium burning the church down himself, saying how he has to, without telling anyone, with tons of people still inside sleeping. I run around evacuating as many people as I can. I pick up sleeping little children like dolls hiding under furniture and in closets everywhere. I make it outside safely, hoping I've got everyone, then go back through and check, trying to bear the heat and smoke before it gets too bad. I make it outside again and start telling people what happened. I see what I think is a werewolf.