My flat-mate & I played a game of “shoot each other with real guns” amidst a massive formal political dinner party. He had the power to teleport through walls, I could turn invisible. This made it impossibly difficult to ever locate the one another. We conceded the activity out of boredom. On our way out, we passed Dick Cheney where I made a quip about the game, that we were “exiting with intelligence over staying with power”
Later, I found myself in a convention center inside the Arsenal Mall. The convention center was just one room in a massive inside complex that was the worlds biggest comic book and toy store. I purchased a new electronic construction toy to the dismay of my girlfriend, and the detriment of my wallet.
Later still, a cyclops threatened to slice open my calves with a hooked knife so as to fix my leg’s musculature. Thankfully, I’m awake now.
