I had been sent to an insane house on Mars, although I was not aware of it at first. I was in an area on the outside of the house, along with many of my fellow prisoners, some of which were my classmates, and had just been handed a sheet of exercises for the week. As it was friday, I could complete them all, and delighted in them as many were words to be translated to French. After I became aware of where I was, I was supremely annoyed and couldn't wait to get out.
Eventually I got settled in, organizing shipments of Pepperidge Farm Banana Swirl Bread to be made. There was an army run inside the house, and I joined it. I and three other members were to invade a battlefield, and set out. We had two trucks, which I don't think we used. The enemy had a number of trucks and weird turrets, which weren't immediately recognizable, until I saw one of my allies shoot them and saw a blue-clad enemy pop out. I tried to shoot him as well, but did not succeed.
Unable to hit any of the enemies with either of the guns, which were formed by my right hand and left hands curled up into gun-like shapes, I stayed behind the enemy truck from which I had shot the turret-man, and waited, trying to shoot other enemies. One charged up to me, and was somehow destroyed. I at first thought him to be one of my allies, and radioed in as such, but then realized he wasn't and corrected myself.
One of my allies had, however, fallen, and the other two hopped in the truck I was in, soon followed by me, and began driving away. One fell out, and I opened the door to fire upon some enemies.
We made it back to the insane home, and I reported to the army HQ, where, after seeing a number of aging people, I was told to turn around and slowly did so after deciding that loyalty came first. One of the aging people emptied some sort of submachine gun into my back, and I exited the room, seeing as I did so the one young leader in the room being dragged away shouting "NO!".
I found my parents, who were also there, and we left in shopping carts, as there were no cars to be found. We went to the mall, where I looked for the Kiki's Delivery Service DVD, but didn't find it. They got some chinese food and, with my persuasion, we went to the hospital. I had also gained a shot through the leg which had went all the way through on the battlefield, I found as I examined myself on the way there.
Posted by Trevor Savage at January 17, 2004 3:49 PM