Date: 1/23/2018
By dion_spyro
I got on a bus headed for school but it was more like a train on a road. I was at the back carriage and a girl said something about marking your names off. There were also two teachers at the back, supervising and talking. One was a mysterious old guy wrapped in cloth and wool and the other was a teacher I knew. The girl announced to everyone that they had to get their names ticked off so I thought “Ok cool I’ll get around to that” but when I went up to the teachers at the back, they told me the list was full. The carriage separated and we had to walk. We had to walk through a vast desert with a few supervisors and some other students. One of the supervisors was the mysterious old guy. When I asked for an explanation, nothing they said made sense so I realised I was dreaming. I decided to kill the worst supervisor and teleported to where the rest of the people were. They were climbing up a snowy cliff-face with picks. I started doing the same with ease. I found a vent a poked my head through to find a camera crew. At this point I believe I was no longer lucid, because on my way out, I made sure to avoid looking at any of the cameras as to not ruin the shot. I heard the supervisors from the bus talking about me and the dead one with fear. The were walking around the area full of pillars and vents. I made my way to them and there was a shootout. It was all about strategically climbing the pillars, sneaking through tunnels, and surprising enemies through vents. Ahead was a gate to an icy citadel....