Moto

I was in a lounge type bar, sitting on a bar stool, and there were three monkeys playing the guitar that had blue strings on. I had borrowed a guitar from one of the monkeys, and was playing some great blues riffs I didn't even know I could play. I handed it back when their owner came, one of the monkeys was light skinned. I listened to them for a while, just enjoying the music. Then I said I had to go, and in order to go I had to crawl through the front door, on my side and sort of wiggle through because it had gotten a lot smaller. Then as I was walking down on the street, this guy started choking me. I got stuck in some sort of time loop, and was choked over and over and over again, dying again and again and again. Overall, I liked the bar, but the choking was bad.