2021-03-22

I was seeing someone through the lens of a concealed camera, like the thing journalists might do. The camera’s wearer went into a store to go buy a pair of scissors, then went into a toy store to buy some sort of zip tie. A woman working at that store helped him remove the zip tie from its hard plastic case.

The man opens a MacBook’s case and installs some dark gray cable supposed to block the num lock key to protect the computer. He complains to the camera about the complexity of installing all of this, although some resellers provide MacBooks with this system already installed. He slowly folds the long cable multiple times to make it fit in the case, then picks up one of its ends, bearing a USB micro B plug. There were 3 or 4 micro B female plugs in the case, some intersecting each other, and all apparently had different behaviors.

I was with my best friend in the middle of a field. We had unplugged, then plugged back in, over a hundred key fobs. Each key fob was attached to a pole buried in the ground, and all the poles were forming a grid. The grid was apparently supposed to act as an antenna and give us an internet connection.

I plugged a cable coming from one of the poles into my phone, and it only caused it to start recharging instead of getting an internet connection. We try to plug this cable differently into each of the MacBook’s case’s micro B plugs, to try each of the different behaviors of these plugs.

Back to the concealed camera. This time, its wearer is one of my cousins, and not some unknown man. After coming back to the first store to drop off the scissors he will no longer need (as those were intended just to open the zip tie’s case!) into a random aisle, possibly making someone happy with some free scissors later, he exits the store and ends up in a hallway.

The hallway is quite narrow and leads to an equally small room with no windows, maybe 15 squre meters, in which a few people are chilling and talking. On the corner opposite to the hallway is a strange set of stairs.

You can both take the stairs to your left or your right. You will reach a corner, turn, reach another corner, and meet the other set of stairs, and then you can walk onto new stairs either behind you or on your side; basically imagine a staircase that turns on each corner of a square-shaped room, but it gets mirrored to the opposite side of room, so you have two staircases intersecting each other.

This physics-breaking staircase leads to some private nightclub, judging from the colored light we can see coming from above and the music. My cousin first sees some french policemen at the bottom of the stairs; he spins around himself and the policemen are replaced by one security guard. He tries to run and quickly go up the stairs to avoid the guard, but the guard catches up to him and grabs his shirt.

My cousin manages to free himself, but then the guard goes up the stairs even faster and blocks him upstairs, right before the nightclub’s entrance. He tries to push the guard, but the guard pushes back and they both fall down the stairs.

I see my cousin from an outside POV, as if I was looking through a security camera now; he is lying down in the middle of the stairs, with his neck all red. The security guard punches him in the face.

I was walking in an abandoned building, similar in style but not in layout to one I explored many times IRL. I entered a large room. The walls were covered with colorful tags, the ceiling was rather high, everything was made of concrete and sunlight was entering the room through some completely missing walls. I find my cousin there, who tells me something like “reorganization” and I reply “reaffectation” while we sit down on a wooden bench in the middle of the room. My two other cousins were sitting on another bench a bit further away.

then i woke up.

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