Trump's Poison Food and a Massive Resort

Date: 8/13/2024

I was at a huge, mazelike, colorful, artistic resort on a sunny day. It was similar to Meow Wolf, but expansive like a hotel type of resort. I exited the resort but could not find the way back in. I kept moving through its many doors and elevators. I met a woman who was also trying to find the way back in. I considered that I may have to pay to re-enter, but could not find the entrance. Eventually, I was not sure if I was inside or outside the resort. While in an elevator, I listened to a message on my phone from a government official who was stating that Donald Trump's food had been tampered with. I felt as though the message was implying I was guilty. I laughed a bit because I knew that I actually was guilty and had tampered with his food. I continued to move about. Then my mom called. She told me that my grandmother told her that someone had tampered with Trump's food. She also implied I was the one who had done it. Then I woke.