December 29, 2003

Deer Attack

I was in a schoolbus along with a group of other people, riding through a woods, trying to get away from something. The buss's seats were as wide as the buss, leaving no aisle.

Suddenly, ahead, there was a group of deer. They had arms, and were really more of a half-deer half-human creature. They shouted at us, and as we were hurdling downhill, began throwing spears and shooting arrows.

I, very fearful and staring at the back of the buss as spears embedded themselves in the frame, wondered who had given them such technology. We crossed a river, unhurt, and then began driving on a road, trying to get away from the creatures quickly, and passing other vehicles on the way.

Angry Deer

I was in a schoolbus along with a group of other people, riding through a woods, trying to get away from something. The buss's seats were as wide as the buss, leaving no aisle.

Suddenly, ahead, there was a group of deer. They had arms, and were really more of a half-deer half-human creature. They shouted at us, and as we were hurdling downhill, began throwing spears and shooting arrows.

I, very fearful and staring at the back of the buss as spears embedded themselves in the frame, wondered who had given them such technology. We crossed a river, unhurt, and then began driving on a road, trying to get away from the creatures quickly, and passing other vehicles on the way.

Posted by Trevor Savage at 3:46 PM

December 14, 2003

Criminal Escape

I was being persued, and had just jumped or been transported to a cliff face. I clung there while stationary stone faced guards, standing across the river that ran at the bottom of the cliff from me, swung their axes at me. After doing so, the axeheads would fly off of the shafts and burry themselves into the cliff. Although many came close, none actually hit me.

I then slowly climbed up the cliff and pulled myself over the lip. I was in a store, and I knew that there was a guard om the employ of my persuers patroling that, should he see me, would recognize me instantly. I walked calmly but briskly, or so I thought, to the entrance, pausing at a display of small items and picking one up which I stuffed in my pocket, figuring that I was already doing something bad in the store's eyes and that thus some shoplifting couldn't hurt.

Leaving the store safely, I began walking around the circular walkway, standing above a large black pit. Arriving at a set of bleachers, I began climbing on them before someone from my school, sitting in the bleachers, recognized me and called my name. I then started running away, ducking inside a passage covered by a drape only to see two more schoolmates, who began to persue me.

I ran around the walkways, trying to escape them.

Posted by Trevor Savage at 3:47 PM