Isadore

I was at work. Up in the delivery bay (I work part time at a sports store) were some of my friends as well as people I didn't recognise. My friends were at the front of the people who were in rows, facing them.

Walking downstairs towards the shop floor, a man started shooting a machine gun at me. Somehow I got the gun and started firing back. The bullets were unpredictable and slow and the man managed to escape by running down the stairs towards the fire exit.
I ran out of ammo and I knew he was coming back. I ran onto the shop floor and towards the other end of the store, which was the tills. There was an empty rail in the way, which I slide under. I got to tills but the man had followed closely with a dagger.

I struggled with the man for a while but finally stabbed me wih the small dagger in the side of the neck. The man then ran off. I didn't removed the dagger. I fell to the floor. No one was calling 999. I started to panic.

I was being led into a building that was apparently the new A-level college that I had chosen to attend. The entrance hall was a huge room with a two story high ceiling. In the middle was an escalator leading to the next floor. My old biology teacher was leading me up the escalator and talking about how I had to be more organised with my studies this time around.

One of the subjects I was to be studying was art. My teacher in that lesson looked like my old teacher in my Middle School, Mr. Crew. I escaped from this lesson and went to the history block, which looked like the history block in high school. Outside one of the classrooms was a group of people waiting for a lesson. One of them was a friend from work, Tara. She didn't look too happy to see me, as if I was doing something wrong and inconsiderate. It was the same sort of way that my old biology teacher acted.

My grandparents and I were in an elevator that looked like the staff evelator where I work. It had a lot more buttons than it's real-world version but you still had to enter a code to activate it.

For a while, I kept entering the code incorrectly and I was getting frustrated with it. Then when I got it right, my grandma kept pressing the wrong floor. She hit 'floor 1' which turned blue and took us to a room which looked like an elves workshop in a christmas movie.

After a while, something felt wrong in the elevator - like it's supports had broken. It moved from side to side and felt ready to fall.