Tower game / Night security / Out-of-order elevator
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, 10-21-2015 at 09:15 PM (345 Views)
Tower game
I'm playing what seems to be a 3rd person 3d platformer, climbing levels and avoiding obstacles. There aren't any enemies - the environment itself is the challenge. Each level seems to be shaped roughly like a square doughnut, with a large hole in the middle through which lower floors can be seen, and is sloped gently up. Seen from the side, the floors in the tower would seem to zig-zag upwards. The floor and walls are white, and other objects are fairly muted colors. Now I'm on what I assume to be the top level - behind me, I can see a hole leading to a lower level, but in front of me, at the far side of the doughnut, is what looks like a control room. (My quickly jotted notes indicate I was playing with a friend, but I can't remember anything about that).
Now I'm still playing a game on these levels, but now I'm controlling a marble, rolling it downhill in the levels, trying to avoid the obstacles and the hole in the middle. Now I'm watching someone else play. She jumps her marble into the large open space in the middle, but amazingly hits some invisible springs and bounces across the hole, reaching the far side in record time. I'm really impressed and want to know where she learned that and what other secrets this game might hold.
Now I'm standing on the lowest floor along with an older couple. We walk out some automatic sliding doors into what seems to be a mall. We turn right and start walking, but a young man dressed in a polo shirt and slacks comes running out of a nearby store carrying a pair of sewing-machine-sized boxes and gives one to each of the older people. It seems these are something the store has been working on for them and they just finished, and he didn't want them to have to come back for their stuff.
Night security
I'm joining night security, and a "lawful rogue" (I have no idea what that means) know-it-all wants me to practice quick-drawing my sidearm. I don't yet have a holster, so it's in my pocket - worse yet, it's in my left pocket, and I'm right-handed. I reach in and grab it, trying to pull it out, but it gets stuck on my FitBit. It takes me way too long to get it out, and I'm somewhat embarassed, especially since this jerk is so good at it. I put the gun back in my right pocket and try again. I do better this time, though I really need a proper holster. He's still not impressed with my performance - I'm supposed to cock the hammer in a smooth movement as I draw it, and I only got the hammer half-cocked. As I'm drawing, I realize that the name of my gun is Vindication. I try again and manage to draw and cock in a nice smooth movement. This time, the name is Cross. Now I'm sorting through a baggy half-full of various calibers of bullet. Some of them have gotten flipped around, so I'm putting them back in all facing the same way so I can reload more quickly if I need to.
Now I'm going through this place - kind of "creepy industrial / laboratory" setting, underground, with large, strange devices on the walls - with the know-it-all and another man. A creature - possibly a griffon - shows up and engages us. It has access to both physical and elemental attacks, and I'm lightly wounded. I have to sit it out while the other two finish dealing with it. Despite his attude, the know-it-all is actually really good.
Out-of-order elevator
We've been vacationing at a hotel/condo, and it's time to leave. I'm pulling a wheeled suitcase through the elevator lobby, and I stop when I see a sign on the elevator doors saying that the elevator is under maintenance because you can only push buttons to go up, not down. I'm confused because I only just took a large load down in the elevator; I can't imagine having to do it by taking the stairs. Now I'm at the bottom of a stairwell, carrying a small carryon, going back up. I know I could probably take the elevator, but that sign has me concerned and somewhat confused, so I'm taking the stairs instead. Just in front of me is a small British woman carrying something, climbing slowly. I think about offering to help - partly because it's polite, partly because that would be the fastest way to get upstairs - but in the end I'm too shy to do it.