August 9, 2004

Culling the Weak

I and some of my friends and classmates were on two boats, which were speeding through the water. The first boat was a plain barge, but the second had three buildings which housed some game development companies.

After a time of traveling on these craft, something happened and we were all transfered to a single barge, different from the previous ones in that the floor was inset into the barge and it was more passenger-oriented, with storage compartments and seats.

We were then informed by the leaders that soon we would all battle, and that those who were blind or otherwise incapacitated already would be given a chance to be killed before hand.

This, they said, was being done so that the weak would be culled out and we might have a small enough population that we might travel back home. We were then sent racing around the barge, collecting weapons and such.

Someone else tried to attack me with his knife, but I yelled that the battle hadn't started yet, and the leader confirmed that it would start tomorrow.

The leaders then called everyone up, requiring that they turn in a number of their items for an unknown reason. Just as this happened and I began to panic, as I only had a few vital items with me, my gun, knife, clothes, and camera, I was transported to where someone I knew was.

This was not an unusual happening, but I knew that before too long I would be transported back and required to turn in some items. As such, I decided that I needed to get some wontons that I could turn in. The person that I was with was evidentially chinese, and she ran off to start making some.

Posted by Trevor Savage at August 9, 2004 3:03 PM