elemental135

I was in an airport with a group of people - some friends, some not - and we were all gathered around a map of the world. There was some sort of malignant being or force trapped in South America, and in order to defeat it, we first had to release it. We had set a type of bomb that would create a canal from the ocean to our target, as massive amounts of water would be required in freeing it. The bomb would cause alot of collateral damage, however, so we were all taking flights out to various parts of the world to escape the effects of the upcoming blast. A friend and I were the only two headed for California. We all purchased our tickets and then sat together as we waited for our flights.

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I was in a small town with some family members. There were alot of bikers in the town, passing through. I was there because I had heard rumors of supernatural activity in the area. I went to a diner with my dad and found out from some locals that I shouldn't've brought my family. Things had gotten so bad that one of them would surely be dead within a day.

The town was full of strange-looking animals that were behaving erratically. They were small but violent, and there was one in particular that looked like a cross between a ferrett and a porcupine with razorblades for spines.

In a dark and strange location that seemed almost like an outdoor fun house, I met a little girl as I was setting up a demon trap. She told me I was going to hell, for some reason, and I felt the need to explain to her that demons were real and that there was one nearby. At some point she left and I found myself talking to a tall man with dark hair. He seemed off somehow, and he asked me what I knew about demons. I told him I knew they were real because I had seen an exorcism before. In truth, I had performed many exorcisms myself, but I didn't want him to know that. I realized quickly that this man was possessed by the demon that was causing deaths and disappearances in town.

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My dad and I met a woman in a swamp who was selling icecream. The icecream she sold came from a bucket that contained any flavor imaginable. I was permitted to look into the bucket, and saw that it contained layer upon layer of icecream, seemingly going on forever.