i was with peter, andy, storm and his dad we were off walking along some dirt path for some reason. wi were going to send off a remote control toy of some sort i think, and stor’ms dad had brought a huge asss antenna so we conld control it from far away. i noticed that the entenna was close to some power lines so i warned him about it. he was dam nclose to touching when i pointed it out and the surprise of how close he was caused him to jump in shock and cause a spark to hapen. he dropped the antenna and it fell leaving the power lines alone. andy went over and slapped at a loose wire trying to get it onte theg round. we all yelled at him but he was slapping it anyways it caused another small spark but he then ran away. then a huge arc of electricity reached out for him and pulled him up to the top of the tower, several of the others all ran to try and knock him down but ended up getting pulled up themselves. i frantically tried dialing 911 knowing it wouldn’t do any good and woke up.
later, i was at some huge operahouse my parents gave me tehir ticket as they had been upgraded to better seats. i was sitting next to some old douchebag looking guy and decided to wander around for a bit until it started. by the time it had started i couldn’t find my seat and was wandering back and fourth using my parents as a center of navigation. eventually i found the seat but it was had it s back facing the stage and there was a curtain blocking my view as well. i started leaning around it and poking my head through the curtain and felt some pulling. i figured the douche behind me was getting annoyed with me and ignored it. then it tugged harder and i pulled my head out to look what was going on. the theatre wasopening it up for everyone’s view. theni wasbiking with several other people and tym on a tour group of east la. we had croppy little bikes and were being guided by a n old lady. she borught us through some shady spots and old dilapitaded mictonalds storage aresa that hadn’t been touched in 20 years. we wanted burgerking and it sounded like there was one just a block away. wen we got to that bloc we could see there was no restaurant and it was all houses. tym went off on his own so he could touch some well known bad street. when he came back we started heading back to the lady’s house. ice t was driving a plow truck and groad ing us all into riding past his plow to get onto the bike path. we all mostly made it, the old woman stayed behind to deal with him. moments later he was flying thorugh the air and landed on the ground next to us, telling us to have a safe day. we got back and i tripped over her little shin-high fence, before leaving to walk around on my own. i found some old thrisft shop that was laid out over a parking lotand the dog i was walking found a rope he liked. i thanked the shop owners on the way out and then we walked into a bird store and looked around