Fragments: I was in my little town walking through the streets. I went into a white 80's style house and walked into a bedroom. Inside I found a crouching A^Roxxor. The dreams skips and I find myself in my mom's room saying I am not aloud to talk or hang out with A^Roxxor anymore. "He is 18, and you're 14! You cannot talk to that bad person anymore!" I stomp into my room and A^Roxxor magically pop out of the bedroom doorway, saying, "It's okay.. I understand.." Then: I get a text message from a person saying, "IT'S OVER!"