A Shopping Nightmare
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears, and I'm outside a supermarket.
I am not alone; I see my father is standing with me.
It is late. My father and I have to head home.
We somehow get lost and end up in a train yard.
My father and I converse with his old colleague.
After that, we return home and get lost in the fog.
We enter a cathedral and encounter ancient ghosts.
Sadly, we see the death echoes of some victims.
We leave the cathedral and return to our house.
Neither my father nor I believe what we saw.
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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