Late night McDonald’s trip

Date: 4/27/2019

I am driving to McDonald’s at night. I have one of those shirts with hoods on them and a hoodie on too. As I’m getting close to McDonald’s I see someone who I think is Michaella. I wave at her. For some reason I park a couple blocks away from McDonald’s. When I get out the girl comes up to me but it isn’t michaella. She is black but has pretty light skin and her hair is nearly blond. It’s in dreadlocks. She walks with me as I go to McDonald’s and keeps saying things but with two hoods on and the wind blowing in my face I can’t really hear. My ears have also been pretty plugged up due to allergies so I can’t make out what she’s saying. After saying “what?” A couple times I just explain that I can’t hear anything right now. I have a feeling she was trying to sell me drugs. She’s just being way to friendly for someone I only accidentally waved at. We get to some stairs at the sidewalk that lead down to a train station. We don’t go down, but walk along the sidewalk where there is railings that if you look over you can see the train station and tracks. She says something about coming over. I don’t trust her so I walk a little distance from the railing, in the road I think. She leans over the railing with only one foot still touching the ground and I get the feeling she was either going to push me over if I went to her, or jump off herself. I keep walking to McDonald’s. She fallows and as we turn the corner the Golden Arches can be seen about 5-6 buildings away. For some reason we still walk on the opposite side of the road that McDonald’s is on. We aren’t even on sidewalk, just in the grass. As we turned the corner two young kids are beside us. One boy who’s maybe 4 or 5, and a young girl around 8-10. They’re both white but the black girl is talking to them and as there are no other adults around I assume they are her kids. I quickly realize they look nervous and they’re probably in the same situation as me. All four of us are walking a little ways away from each other rather than in a group. The kids are ahead of us. I walk up to the girl and whisper “run” then dash in the direction of McDonald’s. The boy and girl both run with me but the woman is following close behind. We are on a hill dashing down towards McDonald’s. It’s the final run. We’re so close. “TO MCDONALDS” I yell. We get there and McDonald’s has double doors that lead to a little area that has a second set of double doors that must be opened before you’re really in the main part of the building. I open up the first set of doors and the kids run in but as the boy is getting inside the woman grabs his arm. I wake up.