Pyramids

Date: 6/23/2019

By heidilore

I was an older man, a black man. I was on a strange island. I was trying to figure out what was wrong with my father, who was apparently a preacher. I was in a huge house, with beautiful white columns on the porch. I was lost somewhere. There was a very large earthquake. I couldn't find anybody. Some young boy came up to me and gave me a tarot card. It was black, and had drawings of pyramids in red. I needed information about my father, I needed to get an insurance claim number. I went to a payphone and called the company. They didn't want to give me the information about my dad, but they did. The claim number had a bunch of numbers, but I only remembered "366".