Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Shopping Center Showdown

I wake up in my old house. I go downstairs to my grandmothers apartment, and there is an wooden table set up. Then i hear the whispers from another room. They are talking about "getting" me. I run from the house into the back yard, and they follow. I circle to the front yard and come through the front door. Everything then changes to the inside of a mall. There are very few people and when they see me I must run. I do not know why they want to get me but I cannot be caught. I escape, but I am stuck inside the building and so I try to find a place to sleep.

Ahead of me is a bathroom. I head in, it is set up strangely. It is about the two times the size of normal theater bathrooms with tan doors on every stall. Everything else is white. I climb into a stall and notice that there is no backing to it, nor a side on the right side. There is a space behind it with a large trash bin.

The door swings open and six people walk in. Five men and a single woman. I hide. "Spread out, check if he is here" the leader says. One of the men walks up to the stall I'm in and looks under the door. Seeing nothing he straightens up. But as I look to my right I notice that the mirror is reflecting the room and must be reflecting me as well. As I realize this the single woman turns and we stare at each others reflections. She yells, and I kick the door open into the guys face.

Jumping out, I run towards the door out. A large man jumps in my way and so without slowing down I jump and kick him in the face, then spin in the air punching his crotch. I land on the other side of him and continue on. I kick two others in the face before leaving the bathroom at a run. More yells echo off the walls around me. I run by a stand with rolled up paper, a decent fighting weapon. Picking one up I head for safety. An extremely large muscular guy pops out of nowhere. He grabs me by the neck, choking me. Using the paper I jab his wrist making him release his grip. Then i kick his inside knee while uppercutting his jaw with the paper. He goes down in terrible pain. I make it to the glass doors and push on them, I reach freedom as I awake.

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