It's dark outside. I'm running up a giant hill in a run down street that's covered in debris from what seems to have been an air raid. The hill is very steep and I'm struggling a lot. Halfway up the hill I catch up to two old school friends Danny M and Ben W. Seeing that they aren't struggling as much as me is enough to spur me on. I redouble my efforts, reaching the finish before them. However, upon reaching the final indoor area where the finish line is, I slip on some butter which a prankster has spread on the shiny laminate floor.