Just Dropping In
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears. I find myself in a mysterious plane.
However, I don't have time to react. I get pushed out.
I leave the aeroplane. My parachute helps me survive.
I arrive in an odd city. This city looks cyberpunk style.
I feel like I am now in the future. I marvel at the sights.
So I ditch the parachute, and I go for a little brisk walk.
Some homeless people decide to help me get home.
We go to a shopping mall and go past the cinema.
However, my phone's alarm goes off, waking me up.
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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