10/24/05
Ok, so this one is really cool. I'm in this mall with my dad. We split up and arrange a time to meet back up, you know. Anyways, this one department store starts clearing out really quickly so naturally I slip in there to see what is going on. This guy with a gun is pushing people up the stairs and out of the store but for some reason I hide out in a clothes rack and stay there. Then I see this main bad guy force a chick to shoot another chick in the heart, and my dad is behind them, held back by another dude with a gun. Before the chick shoots the other chick I step out in to the open and raise my hand, not wanting to surprise anyone and get myself shot. The main bad guy looks at me and kinda smirks, seeing my hand up and nods. I ask if I can leave too and even though I'm trying not to look scared, my voice is shaky. The guy laughs and says that he thinks he has a special purpose for me and I ought to stay where I am. I see my dad motioning discreetly towards the stairs and I start slowly edging my way towards them. When I get close enough, my dad makes a big distraction, allowing me to run off unnoticed. The mall is empty when I get up to the top floor and so i slow down to catch my breath. I start walking towards the main doors which are at the other side of the mall until I hear someone coming up the stairs. I start running, and then I look over my shoulder and see a guy wearing a helmet thingy and dressed just like the rest of the guys down stairs coming up the stairs with a bazooka. I start crying and running faster. I go to turn down one of the side halls but I see someone dressed exactly the same, bazooka and all, so I turn back around before realizing there was someone behind me. I stop and put my hands in the air and sit down, begging him not to kill me and I close my eyes as he comes closer. He helps me up and I open my eyes, surprised that my head isn't blown to kingdom come by now and he takes his helmet thingy off, and it's Chris Rock (? I know, it's weird) Anyways, we run off and kick ass, blah blah blah, and I wake up.
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