Comic Book Art I'm with a friend. He tells me to come look at some of his "coolest things." He shows me an intriguing piece of comic book art: a monster flipping a coin. Somehow the art conveys the artist's desire to make the monster "challengingly" grotesque to the reader, in the sense that we are supposed to view it as an empathetic, sentient creature, but all the details are calculated to make the monster repulsive and fearsome. I immediately try to imitate the drawing on a blank sheet of paper, to see if I can convey the same feeling. Somehow, the skin of my replica monster looks much drier than the skin on the original.
Gunman I'm browsing a mid-sized room in a supermarket. A gunman comes out of the hallway and starts shooting everyone. In the confusion, I fall over. I'm about to get up and run away when I realize that it's probably smarter to play dead. The gunman is just here to kill people; he's not going to waste bullets on dead bodies. Later, I go into an office with cubicles. The gunman isn't shooting anyone any more, but he rules tyrannically over everyone in the office. We live in fear that at any time he'll come around the corner, start an apparently pleasant conversation with us, then kill someone for no reason other than a momentary desire to commit homicide. I talk to a woman who gives me some documents that I must carry somewhere. The mission is part of a resistance effort, and it is very risky. I admit to the woman that I'm scared. On the way, the gunman (now a certain YouTube personality) falls in beside me, greeting me jovially. I am terrified of this man's whims, and he knows it--he exaggerates his unpredictability. I'm not sure how to make him go away; he seems determined to accompany me wherever I'm going. At one point, we engage in a rock-throwing battle (like the one in Braveheart).
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