My smashed up joy ride of dreaming

Some blue mad scientists are trying to keep me in one place against my will. Some thugs steal me again where I overhear about how I am genetically modified. (im thinking it is closest to the second level to prototype) A couple of days later .my next dild involves a voice telling me that the settings my dreams take place in are finite. I, in rebellios nature immediately go over nothingness for my brain to generate more world like a laggy Minecraft game.Okay when I dEILD the sp makes my arm feel like it goes through my bed, nothing else. I do some stuff in a blue room. also, racing. I am training for something but am terrible at it.​