The Dream Hatch
By Craig Wilson
I’m in the shopping at district at
night.
It’s currently raining cats and dogs.
Everything looks a little Cyberpunk.
I hear the wailing police sirens.
The cops in town are hounding me.
Even the street thugs are against me.
I duck down some winding alleyways.
In time, I discover an odd spectacle.
I see what looks like an escape hatch.
I climb down, and escape this dream.
The End
The above story is a loose
adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel
free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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