I was in a yellow school, with lots of rooms around a square. At first I was trying to avoid an old girlfriend. Then, a friend wanted me to come with him to some kind of soccer club. I thought, "Alright," and we went to the room. Almost immediately, I thought, "This is going to suck, they're going to talk all soccery and I'm not going to know what they're talking about." Then somehow we were in the same room, but there was a conspiracy, and men in white suits were trying to poison each other and me with teeth whitening syringes. I escaped out a side door and found myself on the platform of a train station. Knowing I was being chased, but not having a ticket, I took my chances and hopped in one of the compartments, thinking there were no occupants. When a few passengers showed up, it was awkward trying to explain to them why we needed their compartment. Somehow we made it work, though. The train got to Reno, and as we hopped off, a voice came over the loudspeakers, "Aaron Hatch, we know you're here. Give yourself up." I did my best to blend in, but I felt like my nervousness was obvious. I was so nervous that I walked with a severe limp. Somehow I made it through security despite having to print my name on a document. By the time I got into the streets, I realized I forgot my bags on the train! Should I risk almost certain capture? I felt so hopeless without my suitcase. I went back in and risked everything only to find that the train had left Reno. I used Google Maps to find out where the train would be next, and someone said there was a sun powered piano concert hall there in the desert, and showed me lo-res pictures of it.
That is all.
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