i'm at a concert or something that just finished. i'm walking around in the parking lot looking for my car. i was a bit nervous about parking it and am a bit uneasy. i find the spot and the car is missing. then i see it suspended above the ground cantalevered over this weird incline. somebody wants something from me or they'll drop the car.
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not many people around the dorm to hang out with. find someone i am somewhat friends with and two other random people to hang out. we go downstairs into an underground structure of some sort.
the two random people turn out to be psychotic freaks and take us pseudo-hostage. the next few hours are spent plotting and scheming and pretending we don't really know what's up. they plan an escape route through an area they dig out underneath part of the room. we notice and sneak down there. they catch us and put us in a hole they've dug and put helmet things over our heads and tie us up.
for some reason they don't make mine very tight so i can get it off and we somehow escape. when we get outside people ask us where we were and we tell them we were in this hellish deathtrip thing (or something along those lines).
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something else. fucking alarm clock.
