12:20am
I was driving around metropolitan Philadelphia with my friends, going to these sort of convention parties. Then, to get to one part an hour away, we decided to take a plane. The plane ride lasted three minutes. Then, we were in the parking lot of the Abilene Zoo. My friends left me to go to the zoo. I went with my dad to this little German hot chocolate shop. We were the only customers, and the elderly German couple said today was their last day of business. They only sold about 12 cups of hot chocolate per day. One per hour because the public had to make appointments to come have hot chocolate. The drink was watered down. In the summer they sell sauerkraut and sausage. I blinked again and I was on this obstacle course. It was a series of steps, and each step had a little task. You climbed higher and higher in the air. The goal was to see how high you could go. It was in a warehouse, with big windows, snowing outside. This girl climbed all the way up to this point where you had to jump really high. She was scared of heights so she went as high and she could and then was brought down where she jumped into a dunk tank and sank and rose back up the distance she climbed. I told her she was strong, because despite the height she was at, she just experienced the same distance four times over. The only thing that was different was I was the one sinking into the eternal dunk tank. It was purple and the lower you got, the darker it got. I quickly swam to the surface. It gave me the same feeling as running upstairs after turning off the lights to get away from the monster. When I stepped out I was immediately dry. Uncle Greg was there. I said hello, he had leathery skin. It looked like he tanned for ten years straight. Then I woke up.