Once I dreamt I was walking down this old abandon school hallway. There were stains running down the wall, and the flourescent lights were flickering. I walked all the way to the end and there was a hallway to the right, and a door in front of me. I looked through the window of the door and there was a 1' tall man in tuxedo and top hat dancing on the desk, and this somehow alerted me something bad was about to happen. So I turned down the hallway to my right, walked to the end, and looked though another window, where two seemingly dead secretery-ish old ladys were typing on typerwriters. One looked up at me and let out this horrible banshee scream. Then her head exploded. The other lady looked at her body, turned, and swallowed her whole. Then she screamed, and her head exploded as well.
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"She hated people who thought too much.
At that moment, she struck me as an appropriate
representative for almost all mankind." - Kurt Vonnegut Cat's Cradle
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