Dec 11, 2008 11:45
I was in new york and there were these massive, oppressive looking buildings being made. Compared to the Empire State building, these buildings were like 5 times as high, and almost just as wide across. Everyone went crazy and ran up the sides of the building. The building collapsed under the weight of the millions of angry people, and they all fell into the river (I was watching from a bridge, was it the Hudson?). Then it was revealed as a prank out on by the local news stations. Much later on, we were stuck somewhere in what looked like a Louisiana bayou, and we had to get rescued. We made rafts out of sleeping bags and floated down the river. There were crocodiles but everyone was safe. When we made it to the end, a man picked us up and took us to his house. I had written a screenplay about my experiences, and showed it to him. He rated it a 4, and then went to his book to see how much a four was worth. Thinking I could do better, we reset back to the start of the river. This time, we only had our pillows left. We each held on to a pillow and began floating down the river. There were crocodiles everywhere and it seemed like a really terrible idea. Then I woke up.
there was a lot more but i can't remember it well enough