PonyLemon

[11:00 PM]

I don't know how it happened, but I somehow angered Bill Gates to the point that he was using all of his wealth, and any manpower he could muster, to get me killed. Initially I was in a building with a friend of mine, #2662-31, being pursued by a hispanic assassin that Gates hired. We both rounded some stairs and ran further down, but, as I turned around, I noticed he took a different direction than directly behind us. I stopped my friend, as I concluded he was trying to take a shortcut and would intercept our path, so we should instead turn back. We began running and halfway up the stairs saw him also going up the stairs. He told us he expected us to have done this, and we turned back around again and continued running.

During this time, I felt very much like Bill Gates was playing a game with us (as in, he was having fun doing this). I don't know how he told us this, though I remember seeing his face very clearly at one point in the dream, and he said he would be installing cameras everywhere (on the planet o.o) incrementally, until we were caught. He also stated that everyone would begin searching for us (it kind of felt like he put a post on something similar to America's Most Wanted). Yet he would spare one of us, so long as either myself or my friend was caught.

We ended up on a bus, and both hid between the seats because, as the bus began moving, armed men started walking down the aisles looking for us. I noticed for some reason that many asian men were hiding in the same spot as I was, and the guards would talk to them, and apologize for confusing them with either myself or my friend (who is asian). Twice, two separate guards passed me but didn't say anything (or perhaps didn't see me), despite me being hidden in between some seats. As this was happening, I managed to find a piece of paper and a costume and place it over me. Eventually a guard did spot me, and immediately apologized for wasting my time, once I showed him the piece of paper (which had the name Frank instead of PonyLemon).

Once the guard passed me, my friend told me he thought it was wrong I lied to the guy, and should be honest about who I am. I felt incredulous at his hypocrisy, even debating to myself whether or not I should tell the guard my friend is one of the guys to capture, especially considering this would mean I was safe. I decided against it though, unless I felt like he was going to throw me under the bus.

I don't remember getting off the bus, but we ended up finding a gang of refugees or something, who immediately took us in. I believe we lived in an RV for a bit, and ended up driving to one of the member's home, where my friend and I crashed in the basement. We both seemed to have aged significantly (by like 30 years), and had long scraggly beards. We were also aware that it would only get harder to escape, and were doing our best to come up with a solution, which we finally managed to do- a time machine!

We started building the machine, or perhaps had it finished, when I woke up.

[3:00 AM] (I kept my eyes closed when I awoke, so I'm only guessing the time)

I was in an auditorium, near the front, where a class was being taught. While sitting there I see this girl I used to really like there as well, and she decided to sit next to me. We caught up a bit, and began flirting for a while, pushing each other playfully. Later on, we moved around and sat together at a different table, but still in the auditorium, where we observed someone I've seen before in my classes (but never talked to) tell the teacher he needed to drop out of this course (about filters). The teacher tried to convince him that he didn't need to, but the student said he did not need this class, and he could take an alternative more suited to his interests.

There was a lot more to this, but I didn't get a chance to jot notes down when I awoke.