(I was actually debating calling this a fragment. It was just short enough and fragmented enough to be considered a fragment) In a room that was kind of like a basement a friend of mine and his little brother were there too. They were talking about some FPS game with a really weird name (I think it was called "dediciois"). A picture of a cartoonish wolf kept coming onto the screen of a nearby TV. I appeared in an art room. The lesson was strange. We dunked clay figures under water until they started to melt.