Date: 4/15/2016
By M1KK_10
I was getting a tour of the most beautiful stadium. Apparently it was Stoke city's but looked nothing like it. The style was Spanish with orange seats and no roof. There was only 1 fan with his son in the whole stadium although I couldn't see a game being played. I later saw them in the change rooms. The view from the stadium overlooked picturesque scenes of mountains and rivers like a postcard from Alaska or New Zealand. Catherine showed me and Jayke around the outside of the stadium and how it was so close to something we had in common. At this point I realised that the grass path below us was moving like a treadmill and pulled us to where we now stand. Back at the Stadium we went into what looked like a conference room with tables and chairs. There was a large black man who was preparing to punch me in the face. This was however all planned. Apparently I had a sore tooth that needed to come out and this was the best way. The man told me to prepare myself and asked if I really wanted to do this. I tensed up and it was out in a second. One whole side of the tooth was disintegrated and I showed Catherine. She looked back like she was going to be next. She might have been. The black guy showed me a video of the punch. It was so fast it looked like a ghost punched me. The last thing I can remember was strange, there must have been a lot more going on because I became a fly on the wall and witnessed someone walking into a large room. Inside the room was someone sitting at a table slicing into a severed baby's head on his plate. He started to cut evenly at one end and towards the forehead it skewered and larger pieces were cut. I'm not sure if the head was real, there was no blood and it almost looked plastic as he cut into it. The person watching was shocked as was I.