Tales from the sun chaser.

I remember swimming....wrestling with this thick juicy black girl...but I left. I was running around school. It seemed like my old elementary in a way, but things about it were different. I was jumping and sliding across things like I was grinding with my skates on. I got to an area where there was some musical/play thing going on, and I was back stage. There were a few piano players taking turns running off stage and tagging out to play different songs on two different pianos. I listened for a while, and continued on. I came to an area where I was outside, and there were offices that had no roofs, and they were below ground level.

I didn't know where I was, but I had that "I have to be somewhere" feeling. When I headed back inside, a huge lizard fell out of the ceiling. It was about the size of a cooler, and it was wrapped up in moss. The lizard started charging me, and of course I'm already thinking about how to kill it. It gets close and snaps at me, and I dodged it. It snapped at me again, and then I stepped on it's head. I pulled a pair of bandage scissors from my pocket and tried to cut it's head off, but it slipped away. It started gnawing away at my boot, and I managed to slice it on it's side, exposing some white meat. I could feel the draft of wind knowing the next bite was probably going to teeth to flesh, and when it struck, I woke up.