by Regulus » May 6th, 2012, 6:20 pm
In the beginning, there was a long, boring part about studying for a test on integrals, mainly with logarithmic functions. But I'll skip that part. So, my family was outside packing things for a trip of some sort. I have no idea what for, but it was most definitely some sort of vacation. So, I'm just standing around in the garage, not really doing anything. I must have been hungry because I was watching my dad put hot dogs into a small refrigerator, and I wanted something out of it.
I gave up, realizing what I wanted wasn't in the minifridge. I sit down on the driveway to take a break for a little bit, when I start to notice a bunch of 18 wheelers driving down the street. About every 30 seconds, one would drive by.
I looked beside me to find a bunch of technicals (light trucks with machine guns mounted on them, used by some underfunded militias instead of humvees), but they were no bigger than a RC car. This is where the fun began. With my mind, I could control them like I would if I were playing a strategy game. If I left click where I'm looking, the point turns green, and the technicals run to it. I turned this into a game of some sort, trying to make the technicals run into the semi trucks, but they wouldn't collide.
I decided I had enough. When the next truck drove by, I commanded my units to attack it. While there was never a collision, the technicals began to follow behind the truck. As they got closer, they were under it. Instinctively, I start running down the street too. Then, I notice my parents are with me.
Somehow, we're able to keep up with the truck running down the street. My dad runs off the sidewalk, and jumps directly on the back of the truck (this totally reminds me of toy story). Once he regains his balance on the truck, he opens the cargo bay door, only to find another semi truck inside (yes, seriously). He closes the door, and then starts to crawl on the underside of the truck, saying something like "watch this."
I didn't know exactly what he was going to do, but I knew what he was going to do. Even in my dream I had no idea where he got some C4 from, but he must have had some C4. Suddenly, the street turns into a highway. I hear a beep, and my dad jumps off the truck onto the sidewalk with me and my mom, running after the truck. After about 30 seconds, there's another beep. The driver must have realized what was going on, and swerved off the road, and onto a park. He submerged the truck into a lake before the C4 exploded, creating a 4 or 5 ft wave. At this point, I began to ask my dad why we had done this. My dad casually responded with, "he still has 45 seconds to get to the surface before he's unconscious."
And that was the end of it.