Date: 6/27/2024
By hellbound
I was in a strange place, and I don't know where it was. I was hanging around an older man who called himself Brian, I didn't know him. We were in Best Buy, for some reason. We were looking at a bunch of different VCRs. I had just had surgery, but I don't know what for. I was getting very tired. I told him that I was in a great deal of pain, and I needed to go rest. He said we had too much to do to start preparing. He wanted to go buy an RV, and he knew a guy who ran a car lot and could give him discounts. We went to the car lot, but the man didn't have much to sell. Brian was angry, and said we wouldn't be able to escape in an RV. I didn't know what he was talking about. We went to a lake. Suddenly, something huge and on fire came out of the sky. It was as big as a bus. It was creating a bunch more little fires. Parts of the lake were on fire. People were screaming. Suddenly, I was back in the Quad Cities. I was living in Moline, but the neighborhood didn't look familiar at all. I was living with a young woman, we were roommates. She was about to join the US Army, but I was trying to convince her not to. She was a poet. She met a Mexican guy that was trying to convince her to run away. The old house that my mom and Hans used to run as an apartment building (John Deere House) was there, but it looked really weird and like it was under construction. The Mexican guy said Satan lives there. I said that's ridiculous, he said it's true.