Entry 167: Turning Down Cookies
As I entered my dreamscape, I found myself wandering about in a fancy mall. The floors were decorated with lovely carpets, the building encased a large private park with gazebos, and the eateries were exquisite.
A man approached me and gave me an interesting offer: free cookies. They weren't just those simple cookies that you'd buy at Subway, they were amazing cookies. And to make them even better, they were free. The man was calm and collected, and my involvement in redeeming these cookies would help his rewards program.
Whoa, hold on. What program?
He told me that all I had to do was fill out a simple form (name, email, etc.), which would help him as a referral incentive, and I'd get these awesome cookies for free, that simple. But I didn't want to attach my personal info to anything, so I had to decline his offer, unfortunately.
Well, this did not sit well with him. At all.
He was dumbfounded why I'd refuse free cookies, but when I continued my declination, he began to boil inside. It wasn't rage that I noticed, but I could tell that something was bothering him. He promptly left the mall and later returned with a BAR rifle.
After he held people at gunpoint, he began to shoot innocent bystanders in his effort to exact revenge on me. I ran through the mall and deep into its central housing, which was that park I mentioned earlier. Since the mall formed a C-shape and the park was directly in the center, I had to carefully navigate away from the building without crossing paths with that man.
As I reached the edges of the park, I found myself at an exhibit area of the park, which featured a swamp-like peninsula with alligators. They guarded the exits, so no one tried to sneak into the mall via the park, so I could escape for the same reason. Quick on my feet, I climbed a large low-hanging tree and ran across its huge branches and leaped over the park's fence.
But now I was exposed in the middle of the parking lot. I got in my mother's van, told her to be careful of a shooter, and we tried to casually drive out of the area while I scanned for the shooter's car, in case it gave chase.
So yeah, I'm not certain what that dream was about...