One Up Seeker

1. I was inside of some sort of office like building. There were many offices all inside, and at the moment, I was in the open area where the receptionist desk was. Emily was with me. "Follow me" she said, and so I did. As I followed her I looked around. The floor was made of a dark gray carpet and the walls were painted a mustard yellow, but the lighting in the building actually made the yellow look decent. Above me on the ceiling was the normal rectangular lights. We ended up walking into a small room. This room was fairly spacious considering it had no desk or any other furniture besides a small cushioned bench on the right side as one walked in. We both sat down, but I don't know why. A few minutes later Shia Labeouf walked into the room. "Holy shit dude nice to meet you" I said as I got up and shook his hand. Emily got up and gave him a hug. We started talking and we all sat down on the bench. "I never expected to see you here man" I told him. "Yeah I was scheduled to come here for a meet and greet for all of my fans" he said. After a few more minutes of talking he said "Alright well I have to go and meet the rest of my fans now, it was nice meeting you guys". "Wait, take a selfie with me real quick bro" I told him.
"Okay" he said. I went on Snapchat and opened up my front camera and got ready to take the selfie. "This is gonna be so dope, I'm posting this on my story" I thought to myself. However, as I tried to take the picture, the snapchat button didn't work. I kept pressing it and it wouldn't take a picture. "Try holding it this way" Shia told me as he demonstrated. I held it the way he showed me but it still didn't work. I ended up trying to figure out how to take a pic for what literally felt like 20 minutes. "Okay, well I gotta go meet everyone else" he said. "Wait, let's try it one more time" I said. I tried to take a pic one last time and it still didn't work. "Fucking shit dude" I thought to myself. I asked Emily to help me fix my phone but as I did so, Shia got up and walked out to meet his other fans.
"Well shit" I said. "Okay, let's get out of here" Emily told me. We got up and walked out of the building. Once we got to the parking lot we both went our ways to get into our cars. The parking lot was 90% empty. Seconds after walking to get into my car I realized that it wasn't in the spot I parked it in. I pressed my alarm button on my keys to figure out where it was. Nothing. My car was gone. "Cory, my Mustang is gone!" Emily yelled from not far away. "Holy shit, this is not good" I told her. I walked up to her and we tried thinking of where they could be. "Someone must have stolen our cars" she said. I immediately was filled with worry(rare occurrence for me) and thought about what I would tell my dad. What would he say? I knew I was as good as dead.
We still needed to find a way to get back home. Suddenly we saw a girl driving her car through the parking lot. She was driving to a part of the parking lot where there was a huge mountain of trash and crushed concrete. It looked as though this was the debris of a building that had just been demolished. She started driving up the mountain of debris and eventually made it over. I followed her. I somehow got a car and started driving. Emily got in the passenger seat. I started driving up the mountain of debris and I made it about 75% of the way up when the debris started to lose its foundation. Before I knew it an avalanche of debris was falling and we fell with it. We were now back in the parking lot thinking of what to do.
I started looking around for another means of transportation. I found a small motorcycle laying on its side not far from me. I stood it up and got onto it. I looked around for Emily, but she had disappeared. I started up the motorcycle and made my way home. I got onto the freeway as soon as I could and started increasing my speed. I was doing 80 on a 65. The feeling of speed while riding on this motorcycle was empowering; it felt amazing. I remained around 80 to 85 miles per hour and enjoyed the ride. Suddenly, my old friend Tucker Davis drove up on my left. He too was riding on a motorcycle. "What's up Cory?" he said. I could barely hear him from all of the wind blowing in my face due to my high speed. "What's up dude" I replied. He matched my speed and got closer to me. Eventually he was so close that he put his hand out and we did a bro shake.
I then decided to speed up. I turned the throttle and suddenly my motorcycle was going hella fast. I looked behind me and noticed that there were glowing blue flames coming out of my exhaust. I had activated the nitrous system. I was going so fast that my field of vision was pretty narrow and I basically had tunnel vision. I could only see what was directly in front of me. I came to realize that I should probably slow down if I didn't want to get a speeding ticket. Just as I thought that, I noticed a cop pull out of a parking lot and get onto the freeway. "Fuck, he saw me speeding" I thought to myself. I slowed down to the speed limit and got off of the freeway. The cop followed once more. Oddly enough I noticed a Cop station and pulled into its parking lot. I turned off the motorcycle, picked it up(it was the size of a kid bike) and walked into the station.
The cop parked next to me and walked inside behind me. I went to the office area of all of the officers and he still followed me. Finally the cop passed me and went and sat down in a desk. He started filing through papers and was talking to another cop about the current case he was on. He didn't even acknowledge me or seem to have any clue at all that I had just sped. "I apologize for speeding sir, I understand I might get a ticket for it" I told him. He looked up for a second and then continued his work. It seemed he had a lot more important things to be focused on than me speeding. I picked up my kid sized motorcycle off of the ground where I put it and started making my way out. But before I left the station I decided to look for a restroom. I walked around the corner from where I just was into a quiet, lab looking area. In this area all of the lights were off except for 2 or 3, so it was fairly dark. It was dead silent, and I could hear my foot steps clearly. I looked around for a restroom and a minute into looking around I realized that I probably shouldn't be in this area. I heard some people talking. I looked to my right and behind a maze of white cabinets I saw a group of chinese mafia looking dudes. They noticed me. "Sorry, I know I shouldn't be here. I'll leave" I told them. They gave me a sinister look and started to approach me. I started to make my way out fast.