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14 years ago
There was a dimly lit arcade, as most arcades go with Wii golf games on waterfall covered skeeball ramps, which sometimes would automatedly change course. the idea was to chip the ball up the course and watch the ball get washed back down. I had climbed over the partition that was meant to keep people from doing what I was doing, a mere courtesy restriction. Making sure to step on the dry parts of the course I was able to observe the scale and design of it while it was unused.
Wandering through a suburban area I saw a tower made of wood. It looked quite tall but fragile. I decided it looked as if the top could overlook the horizon and I started climbing it. Along the way I was distracted by shelves built into the structure filled with CD's, mostly music and there was someone sitting and adding to the distraction. by this time I had almost reached the apex and once there, I saw that the tower was enclosed, blocking view of the horizon.
Young people, within the confines of some kind of Government medically based building with glass walls and secret departments, using indefinable torture methods to retard the thinking and culture of those in their captivity. Much like cave men. After seeing this I was outside the complex and watching as a young person was being escorted into the building by an old man, mostly bald with whiting hair around the sides and back, wearing black slacks and a mundane shirt, I had on a black boating life jacket, reminiscent of a military style tactical vest. at seeing me he came back out with a knife, a kukhri with a scratched and used blade and worn handle and threw it at me. it missed and I retrieved it from being stuck in the ground. When I picked it up I had one in each hand and he had another. He spoke then, directly to me in english, requesting to 'confer'. I asked "confer what, a truce?" he replied negatory, implying a duel. We were standing 20 paces apart and facing eachother, I threw one of my weapons straight but not fatal, as it bounced once off the ground and impaled itself in his shin. It looked quite painful and he fell back and to the side, at which point someone from inside the building had come to his aid.
Wandering through a suburban area I saw a tower made of wood. It looked quite tall but fragile. I decided it looked as if the top could overlook the horizon and I started climbing it. Along the way I was distracted by shelves built into the structure filled with CD's, mostly music and there was someone sitting and adding to the distraction. by this time I had almost reached the apex and once there, I saw that the tower was enclosed, blocking view of the horizon.
Young people, within the confines of some kind of Government medically based building with glass walls and secret departments, using indefinable torture methods to retard the thinking and culture of those in their captivity. Much like cave men. After seeing this I was outside the complex and watching as a young person was being escorted into the building by an old man, mostly bald with whiting hair around the sides and back, wearing black slacks and a mundane shirt, I had on a black boating life jacket, reminiscent of a military style tactical vest. at seeing me he came back out with a knife, a kukhri with a scratched and used blade and worn handle and threw it at me. it missed and I retrieved it from being stuck in the ground. When I picked it up I had one in each hand and he had another. He spoke then, directly to me in english, requesting to 'confer'. I asked "confer what, a truce?" he replied negatory, implying a duel. We were standing 20 paces apart and facing eachother, I threw one of my weapons straight but not fatal, as it bounced once off the ground and impaled itself in his shin. It looked quite painful and he fell back and to the side, at which point someone from inside the building had come to his aid.
