Crazy Truck

Date: 11/15/2018

I was at a dance competition, we were to compete in all of our dances but had just done jazz. The place was structured so we were staying in an open type building with a few staff for the night, but competitions were in a large building which housed a basketball court where we would perform, like the indoor basketball court at school. There were no mats and the huge amounts of painted lines confused me, and I could barely do anything during the performance, but my team didn’t notice. After, we sat in front of the chair with an old lady as our coach who told us we got 30/45 and she was disappointed in us. Then some staff came up to us and said we were making them look like dicks because we didn’t hand a form in and said it was because we didn’t get it, and we should have just asked for it instead of making them look bad. We went back to where we were staying, complaining about the staff as how were we supposed to ask for something that we didn’t know existed. Later, as the hotel was on the corner of a roundabout, I saw a truck doing the roundabout. It may have had around 5 attachments behind it, and was very long. While the front and back of the truck did what it was supposed to, the middle carriages had too much momentum and were flying off the road. The truck continually spun around, the second time the front touching the round about but the rest flying. It was noticed by this point, around the first round I pointed out that the truck was not driving right, and the second I was ready to run, but everyone else thought the truck was too big, and there was no point in running. I ran alone in the bare grass. The truck slammed down for a moment on the hotel. I ran faster. The truck began to fly, orbiting the roundabout, and I was scared. I kept running until I found another settlement of hotels on the same property. It was late and so many places had their lights off. I entered a bar that was closing. There were about four staff and they said they’d call an ambulance for me, but they thought the others would be fine as some staff staying with us were apparently doctors who should be able to dissociate and do their job. I disagreed, knowing everyone had died upon impact.