2007, #4
I was walking around Costco, but for some reason only the emergency lights were on giving it a strange red and creepy ambiance. I kept bumping into people and knocking things off shelves. When I reached the registers one of the customers game me an evil glare and began to check people out from one of the empty registers in the back. After about an hour I had one customer left and it was a guy I knew from 5th grade. I also noticed Renee checking people out from one of the busy lines and suddenly I was in that busy line, paralyzed staring at the magazine rack. Costco does not usually have a Safeway style tabloid rack next to the register, but that is inconsequential. Eventually customers began yelling at me to "Move your ass!!" and I couldn't so one of the other employees brought over a wheel barrel and attempted to put me in it. Renee stepped in the way and told them she would take care of it. I was then walking towards the exit holding hands with Renee like a child would hold the hand of its mother. Her stern face said its goodbye and I became 18 again walking through the strangest parking lot I had ever seen looking for my white 1982 Toyota Corola. The parking lot was a "U" shape around the Costco, with a parking structure attached to the building at the bottom of the "U" shape. It was a 7 level parking structure, and as I walked by I noticed an familiar face on the 5th floor, Whitney Fisher. Her long red hair was beautiful, and partially covered by a bulky military radio. I got to the other end of the U and turned back... no white cars anywhere. Passing the parking structure I noticed another walky-talky emitting the old friends voice. "So you are back are you?" I picked it up and continued my walk to find my car. I had more difficulty now because the cars outside the parking structure were floating, and it was near midnight. Back at the parking structure I noticed my car parked on the bottom level, and next to it Whitney, Krizzy, and Steve were sitting around a tiny fire laughing, so I sat down and joined in. We were then engulfed in fire and began to dance together. "It was nice to see you again," I said to Whitney ... and abruptly woke up.