I'm in a busy dim lighted city crowded with thousands of people walking around hastily minding their own business. Most of the inhabitant there wears dark coloured jackets namely gray, brown and black. I am standing in front of a partly glass-made double story metro station and it is somewhere in the afternoon. It feels weird and a little uneasy since I can't see the sun in the afternoon, the lighting at the time is more suited for sometimes like 7 p.m.
As I walk through the city towards the metro station I found a friend of mine, Mr.Lee. In contrast to the other thousands of people around, he is wearing a white t-shirt. He is standing there looking upwards with a piece of map on his hands. I approached him and gaze upon the direction he looked and saw a huge shadow of a stationary airplane on the sky. I stare at it for quite sometime and realize that there's something wrong about it. The sky have no clouds at all and it doesn't resembles the sky I know in real life and how the hell a commercial airplane remains stationary in the sky?
Mr.Lee then told me what has happened and tt seems that there are two layers of glass with water in between separating the top and the bottom of the city. Afterwards I make a promise to myself that I'm going to go to the top of the city to see what it is like. With my neck soring from the gaze, I give a pat in the shoulder of my friend and suggest him to move on. We both walk for a distance before reaching the doorstep of a 7-11 where I wanted to stop by. On the doorstep, I hears a familliar voice calling me "Kam Tze!" from behind. I startled and I turned around to find out the who is the owner of this familliar voice. No one I know can be seen and I resume to buying stuffs from the mart.
As I enter the 7-11 I notice that the store too is dimly lighted, some of the lights are barely working, some not working at all and there seems to be very little stock in everything. I picked up a box of tic-tac as my friend browse for stuffs he wants when suddenly someone tap my shoulder from my back calling me "Kam Tze" again with the same familliar voice. I quickly turn around and notices that the owner of the voice was Ms.Yip with her new hairstlye dyed dark red. She then proceeds to say something to me which I can't hear her and left to shop.
I then proceed to the back of the shop for some coke when suddenly I realize another Mr.Lee is standing in the dark, he too is wearing white shirt. I remembered he went abroad and I stayed and chat a few with him. Afterwards I approached the fridge and when I reached for the bottle of coke, I hear a loud bang from outside. The ground shakes violently and from the sound of it, it seems that the city above were falling down to the crumbling city where I am. I panicked and runs outside. Looking at the city above falling down inevitably crushing all of us I heard a loud bark. Then I woke up from the noise of Whisky's barking.
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
(Bio-Nanobots Terrorism) 9th March 2011
I wake up to find myself lying in the middle of what appears to be the rubble of a building. Concrete pieces are all over the place and dusts fills the thick air. I can't feel the sun even though it is in the afternoon as the dust is so thick it blocks the sun. I struggles as I stand up holding some concrete pieces nearby. My head feels heavy, I am in no better condition than a beaten up guy in the bar and I see no soul around. Reluctantly, I lifts my feet and explores my surrounding having no idea of what actually happened there.
I found some scraps of newspapers lying around buring under dusts and pebbles. I bend over to take a closer look of what's on it. The title on the front page is "End of the World" and it was dated 12th of June 2011. I grab the piece of paper near and read the contents of the news. As I read the paper, my vision changes to the vision of a researcher of some sort of science lab in the Alps.
A calendar nearby indicates that the time during the vision is sometime during August in the year 2010. The team was on the brink of discovering a new technology, a breakthrough in nano technology. One of the scientists even mentioned that they might win the nobel prize for the breakthrough. I tread towards them asking what is this breakthrough. One of the bearded scientist replied me with full enthusiasm and a russian slang, "Tis is ze breakthrough of ze lifetime! Bio-nanobots." I gave him a puzzled look. "Nano sized robots zat are capable of entering bloodstreams and can be programmed to say... attack cancer cells? or maybe attack ze viruses. However ze nano bots are very small that one needs thousands of them for the nanites to be fully functional" He explains further still with his russian slang, "Bio-nanites on the other hand, needs only one to be operational since it can reproduce itself just like a living organism."
My vision then started to blur out and changed to the perspective of a middle east man. It seems that I have somehow obtained a vial of the bio-nanites and I'm there to threaten the US government that we will unleash a rogue programmed nanites to the world if their soldiers are not pulled back to their country. Since the technology for such feat is not possible at the time, the government ignored my threat and the rest of the terrorist squad decided to release the nanites on 20th May 2011.
I blurred out again and I am restored to my own vision. I looked around and I realize that there were something eating the concrete off. I panicked and run as the nanites 'eat' the rubbles behind me. I tripped over some concrete block and fall down and then... I woke up...
I found some scraps of newspapers lying around buring under dusts and pebbles. I bend over to take a closer look of what's on it. The title on the front page is "End of the World" and it was dated 12th of June 2011. I grab the piece of paper near and read the contents of the news. As I read the paper, my vision changes to the vision of a researcher of some sort of science lab in the Alps.
A calendar nearby indicates that the time during the vision is sometime during August in the year 2010. The team was on the brink of discovering a new technology, a breakthrough in nano technology. One of the scientists even mentioned that they might win the nobel prize for the breakthrough. I tread towards them asking what is this breakthrough. One of the bearded scientist replied me with full enthusiasm and a russian slang, "Tis is ze breakthrough of ze lifetime! Bio-nanobots." I gave him a puzzled look. "Nano sized robots zat are capable of entering bloodstreams and can be programmed to say... attack cancer cells? or maybe attack ze viruses. However ze nano bots are very small that one needs thousands of them for the nanites to be fully functional" He explains further still with his russian slang, "Bio-nanites on the other hand, needs only one to be operational since it can reproduce itself just like a living organism."
My vision then started to blur out and changed to the perspective of a middle east man. It seems that I have somehow obtained a vial of the bio-nanites and I'm there to threaten the US government that we will unleash a rogue programmed nanites to the world if their soldiers are not pulled back to their country. Since the technology for such feat is not possible at the time, the government ignored my threat and the rest of the terrorist squad decided to release the nanites on 20th May 2011.
I blurred out again and I am restored to my own vision. I looked around and I realize that there were something eating the concrete off. I panicked and run as the nanites 'eat' the rubbles behind me. I tripped over some concrete block and fall down and then... I woke up...
(Wings) 9th March 2011
I was standing on a pavement near my college in a warm morning in the dream. Everything is just like normal, hawker selling foods, traffic jam and students walking around. I'm talking with my lecturer about my absence yesterday. "Nah, I'm not sick. I'm just being lazy" I told my lecturer half smiling and my lecturer give me a half frustrated and shock look in his face. All of a sudden I feel an intense pain from my back and everything around me becomes slow motion as the adrenaline kicks in. Something broke out from my skin then and I realized that I grew a pair of wings, some eagle-like wings. "What the heck is happening? Am I dreaming?" I thought to myself overwhelmingly.
I try to take a glimpse of my wings and as I turn my head I realize that passerbys are as shocked as I am. Their eyebrows raised and eyeballs popping having seeing something so unbelievable. Later then people started screaming and treating me like a freak, a demon incarnate. I saw some students started taking pictures of me while a handful started calling police. Some began throwing stones at me as I cower from the stones and taking cover under my wings. Shortly afterwards, the police arrive pointing heir guns at me.
I panickly run away from the police and they started shooting at me. I tried to fly using me newly formed wings but to no avail. I can't balance as I leave the ground and I almost fall off as the police is closing in. I try my best to synchronize both wings as the police started pointing their guns at me again while shouting me their last warning. Then, I began to fly away to the roof of a nearby building. I crash landed on the roof. There, I give myself some private time to think what should I do and what just happened as the sound of siren echoes from the concrete walls.
I figure that if I am to just wait there on the roof, the police will come and get me sooner or later. I summoned all my will and courage to fly away again to my safety as I step towards the ledge, looking downwards to the road. The cars are the size of a matchbox from there as I gulp in fear. Nevertheless, I jumped and spread my wings and then.... I woke up....
I try to take a glimpse of my wings and as I turn my head I realize that passerbys are as shocked as I am. Their eyebrows raised and eyeballs popping having seeing something so unbelievable. Later then people started screaming and treating me like a freak, a demon incarnate. I saw some students started taking pictures of me while a handful started calling police. Some began throwing stones at me as I cower from the stones and taking cover under my wings. Shortly afterwards, the police arrive pointing heir guns at me.
I panickly run away from the police and they started shooting at me. I tried to fly using me newly formed wings but to no avail. I can't balance as I leave the ground and I almost fall off as the police is closing in. I try my best to synchronize both wings as the police started pointing their guns at me again while shouting me their last warning. Then, I began to fly away to the roof of a nearby building. I crash landed on the roof. There, I give myself some private time to think what should I do and what just happened as the sound of siren echoes from the concrete walls.
I figure that if I am to just wait there on the roof, the police will come and get me sooner or later. I summoned all my will and courage to fly away again to my safety as I step towards the ledge, looking downwards to the road. The cars are the size of a matchbox from there as I gulp in fear. Nevertheless, I jumped and spread my wings and then.... I woke up....
Saturday, February 19, 2011
19th February (The Chase)
It started off with me and two of my friends lining up for a movie ticket. We pondered quite some time which movie should we watch while in the line and finally decided to watch "The Dark Knight". The seats that shows in the monitor was seriously odd, some seats were facing the screen while some others are facing the walls like some sort of labyrinth. Then we stroll somemore in the mall waiting for the showtime and then we're confronted by three suspicious looking person, one female and two male which suspect us for some notorious criminal.
I can't remember any crime I've committed but I did felt guilt and fear for some crime I can't remember I have done. I casually told them "You guys got the wrong dudes" and walked away. While we're walking around, I can feel that they're following us as I can hear one of them whisper very clearly. Me and my friends then went on an escalator to the top floor. They were following closely behind us. While on the escalator, I take a look at my watch and realize that the show has start about 15 minutes. I whispered my friends to run and hide in the cinema. They nodded.
When we reached the top floor, I signal my friends to speed off when suddenly one of the guy appears beside me holding my shoulder and saying "Going somewhere?". In an impulse I turned around and kicked the other two guys behind me, both of them fell down like a domino down the escalator. The guy holding my shoulder was shocked for awhile and I took the chance to speed off like a roadrunner.
I can see my friends running far in front of me into the cinema. The old indian guy ticket collector was yelling at them "Hey, stop! Where is your ticket?!" Immediately, I ran in front of him and showed our ticket. He give me back the other portion of the ticket where my seats were written and I accidently dropped it. For a moment I thought it's best to just run away without the tickets but then... for some reason I went back and pick it up. While I'm picking it up, I can see the three guys running towards me with fierce looks in their face. Fortunately, the ticket collector stopped them from advancing.
I waste no time and ran into the cinema, pick a random seat and hide away. Inside I saw the odd placement of chairs in the cinema. Some are facing the screen and some are facing the walls as mentioned earlier, but now I noticed that some of the seats are levitating. I was stunned for a moment thinking to myself "How the heck can this happen?".
Then I heard the squeaking sound of the door behind me, I immediately took my glasses off and pretend to be sleeping. I can hear the sounds of their whispers among each others and I can see that the flashlight was pointed at me from under my eyelids. I pretend to sleep even harder and suddenly I sense that one of them were in front of me. I opened my eyes, the guy hit me with the torchlight and when the torchlight was about to hit me I woke up.
I can't remember any crime I've committed but I did felt guilt and fear for some crime I can't remember I have done. I casually told them "You guys got the wrong dudes" and walked away. While we're walking around, I can feel that they're following us as I can hear one of them whisper very clearly. Me and my friends then went on an escalator to the top floor. They were following closely behind us. While on the escalator, I take a look at my watch and realize that the show has start about 15 minutes. I whispered my friends to run and hide in the cinema. They nodded.
When we reached the top floor, I signal my friends to speed off when suddenly one of the guy appears beside me holding my shoulder and saying "Going somewhere?". In an impulse I turned around and kicked the other two guys behind me, both of them fell down like a domino down the escalator. The guy holding my shoulder was shocked for awhile and I took the chance to speed off like a roadrunner.
I can see my friends running far in front of me into the cinema. The old indian guy ticket collector was yelling at them "Hey, stop! Where is your ticket?!" Immediately, I ran in front of him and showed our ticket. He give me back the other portion of the ticket where my seats were written and I accidently dropped it. For a moment I thought it's best to just run away without the tickets but then... for some reason I went back and pick it up. While I'm picking it up, I can see the three guys running towards me with fierce looks in their face. Fortunately, the ticket collector stopped them from advancing.
I waste no time and ran into the cinema, pick a random seat and hide away. Inside I saw the odd placement of chairs in the cinema. Some are facing the screen and some are facing the walls as mentioned earlier, but now I noticed that some of the seats are levitating. I was stunned for a moment thinking to myself "How the heck can this happen?".
Then I heard the squeaking sound of the door behind me, I immediately took my glasses off and pretend to be sleeping. I can hear the sounds of their whispers among each others and I can see that the flashlight was pointed at me from under my eyelids. I pretend to sleep even harder and suddenly I sense that one of them were in front of me. I opened my eyes, the guy hit me with the torchlight and when the torchlight was about to hit me I woke up.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
14th January 2011 (Detention Centre)
It feels like forever since I last actually remembered any of my dreams man... so... here goes...
This dreams happens only at night... means... most of the dream is in night... pretty cool huh? haha
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Can't quite remember how it began except for that I'm at a sub urban area with my bro holidaying and chilling out there. The place is quite deserted with some trailer park nearby, some low cost housing area and a few large buildings in the center. It seems that the place is ruled by military just like Somalia.
Me and my friend were chilling out in a cafe when suddenly I found out that my bro has creepily vanished into thin air the moment I looked away. I asked around the cafe for some information of his disappearance. After some times asking the bartender (it's always the bartender that has information huh?) told me that some military guys caught him. I asked "Where would they take such 'prisoner'?" and the bartender told me "They'll normally take them to 'that' building there" with some strange brazilian accent while pointing over yonder.
I quickly rushed to that grand-looking building he pointed me to. It was foolish for me to ran into a military commander's residence... the troopers around mistakened me with some lowlife terrorist trying to assasinate the commander and took me as a prisoner alongside with my bro. I was thrown into a detention centre, it looks like a prison... (doh) with a huge yard with thousands of inmates hanging about. The fences were tall but not electrified and the security isn't so tight as a whole. Inside the detention centre, I found my bro and we take the chance to make some friends with the inmates to get a better look in the dire situation we gotten ourselves into.
While we're hanging around the yard minding our own business when suddenly there's a loud bang somewhere at the end of the pavement just inside our view. It seems that some inmates are trying to escape by bombing the fence with some sort of homemade explosive. Around a dozen of troopers arrived in no time to supress the riot. I stayed down for while the inmates we're fighting off the troopers and the troopers fighting off them as well lol. I quickly slipped away while things are getting intense through the broken fence to a trailer park nearby.
I don't really realize if anyone followed me neither did I realize that my bro is still inside at the time. I ran as fast as I could and hid behind some fence, crouching. The trailer park was on top of a hill and I'm having a perfect view on the detention centre. I stayed down awhile and suddenly I heard footsteps, it was the guard patrol. I proned and stayed low behind the fences in hope that the guards will just walk by without knowing I'm there. The guard stopped just beyond the fences to have a smoke (always happened in movies huh?) and all I can hear was my own heartbeat at the time.
Then, I heard a loud voice calling them down. Their superior saw them slacking on top of the hill and quickly summoned them back to the centre to help out. The guard threw the cigarette butt and it landed just beside me, still lighted. After that I waited for a few days for my bro to have a chance to escape or maybe help him escape the god forsakened place. I survived the few days by drinking water droplets from air conds and eating grass. The centre was obviously more tight that few days since they only allowed a handful of inmates out at a time... figures... someone just had a riot a few days past.
I stayed low by the edge of the hill to get a glimpse of the centre again that night when suddenly some spotlight from a chopper spotted me and alarmed the centre. I make a run for it to the nearby slum while the chopper was following tight from behind and siren can be heard everywhere. I can even see some flashlights beaming from behind me as if there were guards chasing and hunting me down. I ran as fast as I could and hid inside some dumped cement pipe nearby a swamp.
Some youngsters/teens saw me hiding inside there, I made a gesture of silence to them and they nod acknowledgingly. A moment later the guard came and searched through the cement pipes with his flashlight, he didn't get down so not to wet his feet or something. I quickly dodge the light beams sipped through the cement cracks. Then the guard saw the teens and asked if they saw a guy ran past by. The teens told him that I ran the other way, there were two guards at the time so one of them ordered another to search the place they pointed.
The lone guard stood there for a second and suddenly turned around and flashed his torchlight at me like he knew I'm there all along. I was stunned and he quickly charged towards me and hit me damn hardly at my head with his torchlight. I passed out and woke up on my bed.
This dreams happens only at night... means... most of the dream is in night... pretty cool huh? haha
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Can't quite remember how it began except for that I'm at a sub urban area with my bro holidaying and chilling out there. The place is quite deserted with some trailer park nearby, some low cost housing area and a few large buildings in the center. It seems that the place is ruled by military just like Somalia.
Me and my friend were chilling out in a cafe when suddenly I found out that my bro has creepily vanished into thin air the moment I looked away. I asked around the cafe for some information of his disappearance. After some times asking the bartender (it's always the bartender that has information huh?) told me that some military guys caught him. I asked "Where would they take such 'prisoner'?" and the bartender told me "They'll normally take them to 'that' building there" with some strange brazilian accent while pointing over yonder.
I quickly rushed to that grand-looking building he pointed me to. It was foolish for me to ran into a military commander's residence... the troopers around mistakened me with some lowlife terrorist trying to assasinate the commander and took me as a prisoner alongside with my bro. I was thrown into a detention centre, it looks like a prison... (doh) with a huge yard with thousands of inmates hanging about. The fences were tall but not electrified and the security isn't so tight as a whole. Inside the detention centre, I found my bro and we take the chance to make some friends with the inmates to get a better look in the dire situation we gotten ourselves into.
While we're hanging around the yard minding our own business when suddenly there's a loud bang somewhere at the end of the pavement just inside our view. It seems that some inmates are trying to escape by bombing the fence with some sort of homemade explosive. Around a dozen of troopers arrived in no time to supress the riot. I stayed down for while the inmates we're fighting off the troopers and the troopers fighting off them as well lol. I quickly slipped away while things are getting intense through the broken fence to a trailer park nearby.
I don't really realize if anyone followed me neither did I realize that my bro is still inside at the time. I ran as fast as I could and hid behind some fence, crouching. The trailer park was on top of a hill and I'm having a perfect view on the detention centre. I stayed down awhile and suddenly I heard footsteps, it was the guard patrol. I proned and stayed low behind the fences in hope that the guards will just walk by without knowing I'm there. The guard stopped just beyond the fences to have a smoke (always happened in movies huh?) and all I can hear was my own heartbeat at the time.
Then, I heard a loud voice calling them down. Their superior saw them slacking on top of the hill and quickly summoned them back to the centre to help out. The guard threw the cigarette butt and it landed just beside me, still lighted. After that I waited for a few days for my bro to have a chance to escape or maybe help him escape the god forsakened place. I survived the few days by drinking water droplets from air conds and eating grass. The centre was obviously more tight that few days since they only allowed a handful of inmates out at a time... figures... someone just had a riot a few days past.
I stayed low by the edge of the hill to get a glimpse of the centre again that night when suddenly some spotlight from a chopper spotted me and alarmed the centre. I make a run for it to the nearby slum while the chopper was following tight from behind and siren can be heard everywhere. I can even see some flashlights beaming from behind me as if there were guards chasing and hunting me down. I ran as fast as I could and hid inside some dumped cement pipe nearby a swamp.
Some youngsters/teens saw me hiding inside there, I made a gesture of silence to them and they nod acknowledgingly. A moment later the guard came and searched through the cement pipes with his flashlight, he didn't get down so not to wet his feet or something. I quickly dodge the light beams sipped through the cement cracks. Then the guard saw the teens and asked if they saw a guy ran past by. The teens told him that I ran the other way, there were two guards at the time so one of them ordered another to search the place they pointed.
The lone guard stood there for a second and suddenly turned around and flashed his torchlight at me like he knew I'm there all along. I was stunned and he quickly charged towards me and hit me damn hardly at my head with his torchlight. I passed out and woke up on my bed.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
8th of December (Hotel California)
I was driving my old piece of junk on a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair. Up ahead in the distance, I saw some shimmering lights, my head grew heavy and my sight grew dim... I had to stop for the night. There she stood in the counter, I heard the mission bell and I was thinking to myself this could be heaven or this could be hell... Then, I walked up to talk to her since she looked very familliar but not familliar enough to make out who she was... I think I knew her, yeah I'm pretty sure I knew her but I don't know who she is lol. We talked a bit and shared some stories a bit, it felt like we haven't been talking like this for so long. I excused myself later as it's getting late then I woke up in the middle of the night for a few minutes before falling asleep again.
Once again I drove my old piece of junk to the cowboy-ish restaurant/bar to find the gal. She's nowhere to be seen as I stepped through the wooden door. I asked the bartender of her whereabouts and he brings me bad news. He said that she was dead caught in a gunfire yesterday. I sat at the counter and I called up the captain "Please bring me my wine". Then he said "We haven't had that spirit here since 1969". So, I'm stuck there drinking something other than that spirit they don't have since 1969.
I looked around and was shocked to find the gal's ghost hanging around next to me. It seems that the other patrons can't see her since they're not freaked out by a ghost in a restaurant. She approached me and we talked further. I must've looked like a psycho talking to thin air that time... After awhile, she looked at her watch and told me that she need to go. She rushed through the wooden door that I came in and I tried following. The door was locked and all I can see is her going straight and vanishing into the rain. The door unlocked after she vanished and I rushed outside. There were nothing other than me, my car and the rain. I stood in the rain hoping that the rain will wash away these memories when suddenly the roaring thunder woke me up from my dream.
Once again I drove my old piece of junk to the cowboy-ish restaurant/bar to find the gal. She's nowhere to be seen as I stepped through the wooden door. I asked the bartender of her whereabouts and he brings me bad news. He said that she was dead caught in a gunfire yesterday. I sat at the counter and I called up the captain "Please bring me my wine". Then he said "We haven't had that spirit here since 1969". So, I'm stuck there drinking something other than that spirit they don't have since 1969.
I looked around and was shocked to find the gal's ghost hanging around next to me. It seems that the other patrons can't see her since they're not freaked out by a ghost in a restaurant. She approached me and we talked further. I must've looked like a psycho talking to thin air that time... After awhile, she looked at her watch and told me that she need to go. She rushed through the wooden door that I came in and I tried following. The door was locked and all I can see is her going straight and vanishing into the rain. The door unlocked after she vanished and I rushed outside. There were nothing other than me, my car and the rain. I stood in the rain hoping that the rain will wash away these memories when suddenly the roaring thunder woke me up from my dream.
Friday, December 3, 2010
3rd of December 2010 (Going back... the hard way)
This got something to do with this entry I think. It follows almost the same concept and it's exactly one month since I posted that entry, what coincidence.
It started with me riding a kapchai (those old school scooter that my aunt use to ride) at some country road. The sky was grey as if it's gonna pour anytime soon accompanied by thunders every few minutes. Runned down huts made of thin corrugated iron and wood surrounds the area. Thousands of huge gloomy trees with its bark the size of lorry tires were grown along the poorly paved road, so many it felt like I was in a forest. The air was heavy, I was there for something important but my head is too groggy to think. I went deep into the rural area before realizing that I'm too tired to go on that long winding road.
I've decided to trace back, going back to the place I belong. As I turned around, the trees unrooted fell to the pavement blocking my path back as the wind blew stronger. It seems that I've gone too far, too deep to easily trace back now with the storm brewing up. Despite all the obstacle I have to face, I'll march as far as I can get with my old scooter. I got around some trees via some muddy dirt road as droplets of rain hit my glasses. Visibility is getting low, it's raining heavier and the storm became so fierce a lightning stroke just a few yards behind me as if the storm didn't want me to leave the place behind. I was left with no choice but to take refuge in some old school building nearby.
Dusts fly as I stepped into the forsaken building, it seems that the building were abandoned for sometime now. I doubt that the building will even stand if the merciless storm grew stronger. I tried to turn on the lights but to no avail, its either the electricity supply has been cut or the storm was causing a blackout. I made my way to a brighter place, a class room. There was a desk and a chair in the middle of the classroom. The desk looked hauntingly familliar as I go near it when suddenly I remembered. There was a malfunction with that clock (see this entry) I used to get here, I wasn't even suppose to exist at that time.
I must've hit my head sometime or somewhere for not remembering this. I quickly sat down on the chair next to the desk and attempting to really go back where I came from this time. The storm outside was getting stronger by the minute. The wind was so strong that it blew some parts of the roof off letting rain drops fell into the classroom. Still I'm there despterately trying to go home drenched with rain and my own sweat. I found out that there's a keyhole at the side of the desk. I recalled that the desk is locked and I'm supposed to insert a key that I don't have to go back.
I tried the drawer but it's just full of junk rather than the key I wanted. As I closed the drawer, two hauntingly figures of the past came to me.
And then... I woke up...
It started with me riding a kapchai (those old school scooter that my aunt use to ride) at some country road. The sky was grey as if it's gonna pour anytime soon accompanied by thunders every few minutes. Runned down huts made of thin corrugated iron and wood surrounds the area. Thousands of huge gloomy trees with its bark the size of lorry tires were grown along the poorly paved road, so many it felt like I was in a forest. The air was heavy, I was there for something important but my head is too groggy to think. I went deep into the rural area before realizing that I'm too tired to go on that long winding road.
I've decided to trace back, going back to the place I belong. As I turned around, the trees unrooted fell to the pavement blocking my path back as the wind blew stronger. It seems that I've gone too far, too deep to easily trace back now with the storm brewing up. Despite all the obstacle I have to face, I'll march as far as I can get with my old scooter. I got around some trees via some muddy dirt road as droplets of rain hit my glasses. Visibility is getting low, it's raining heavier and the storm became so fierce a lightning stroke just a few yards behind me as if the storm didn't want me to leave the place behind. I was left with no choice but to take refuge in some old school building nearby.
Dusts fly as I stepped into the forsaken building, it seems that the building were abandoned for sometime now. I doubt that the building will even stand if the merciless storm grew stronger. I tried to turn on the lights but to no avail, its either the electricity supply has been cut or the storm was causing a blackout. I made my way to a brighter place, a class room. There was a desk and a chair in the middle of the classroom. The desk looked hauntingly familliar as I go near it when suddenly I remembered. There was a malfunction with that clock (see this entry) I used to get here, I wasn't even suppose to exist at that time.
I must've hit my head sometime or somewhere for not remembering this. I quickly sat down on the chair next to the desk and attempting to really go back where I came from this time. The storm outside was getting stronger by the minute. The wind was so strong that it blew some parts of the roof off letting rain drops fell into the classroom. Still I'm there despterately trying to go home drenched with rain and my own sweat. I found out that there's a keyhole at the side of the desk. I recalled that the desk is locked and I'm supposed to insert a key that I don't have to go back.
I tried the drawer but it's just full of junk rather than the key I wanted. As I closed the drawer, two hauntingly figures of the past came to me.
And then... I woke up...
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