American Suburban Party Chase

Date: 4/14/2016

I was entering a house party with Alex Mercia in America. It was night, the house was on stilts and there was a large deck protruding from the back. We went through the side gates and made our way up the stairs. We cleared some room on the deck and Alex put down some speakers in preparation for some street dancing. He was really good and I was surprised of course not knowing he could dance so well. Most people from the party gathered to watch but no much reception was given. A goth looking Asian girl then took the limelight by giving a terrible rendition of what she just saw, moving with clique dance moves with brought with it laughter from the audience. Next either we decided to make a bolt for it or they began to chase us but we both jumped the deck and made our way back out. I lost Alex and was almost caught a few times going out the side gate and then met 2 more under the car port. The first I sped at straight on and attempted the classics oz tag spin to avoid him which somehow worked. The next guy got a firm grip on my wrist as we wrested around one of the car port poles. I used the pole to my advantage by twisting around and hyper extending his elbow forcing him to release me. As I ran down the street with both hot on my tail I could hear them having a discussion about all the fitness they had been doing recently and that they should catch me eventually. I was worried as I didn't feel that fit myself so I tried to loose them by hiding in bushes and then eventually making my way onto the roof of a house. The houses were massive and the neighbourhood looked similar to that of the home alone movie. What was strange was they were so close together that I could jump between them. At one point they came to the house I was at and brought some more people with them. As they circled the house I would shuffle around the roof as I lay down to avoid being seen. At one point i thought I made eye contact with one and jumped off and ran towards the coast. At the coast there was a small house, modern inside with strange dolls that looked like children's toys on the couch and bed, I can't even begin to describe them. My parents were there watching a documentary on strange murders in the suburb I was just in. I explained to them I was just there and almost feel victim.