Noone Said Anything
9-17-2000
I'm in a dungeon with some other adventurers. I hack at a corner in the wall with my sword. The wall breaks and a bunch of beetles come out. We know they'll devour everything in their path, so we run, hoping our previous pursuers will run into them.
I go to a picnic with a bunch of people from my old youth group. It's a nice summer day and we're near the beach. We play some soccer, and I go off into the grass by the dirt road. A van comes up the wrong path, and some bags on the top get caught in a huge branch. Men get out of the van. I told them they should have taken the other fork. Then we notice the rock where I'm standing is strange, and find some gold there. A woman in a jeep comes by and gives the men $2000 for their gold, much less than market value, but an instant trade. Some other youth see what's going on, but I manage to hoard most of the gold for myself, including a few branches that had gold lining somehow. I took a large metal rod and went off down the bank, in search of more.
I came to a railroad track. I stepped on a metal disc, which moved me across the track. It caught me off balance, but I managed to stay on. A similar mechanism got me down the hill on the other side. I made my way over a metal ramp, which passed over a large dozer-type machine, embedded in a bunch of dirt. I climbed down onto it, gold and rod still in my hands, thinking I'd find gold down there, but I didn't. I had a hard time climbing back out, since the dirt would have sucked me in. Construction people started coming back from their breaks, but noone said anything to me.
posted by Phlegm at 11/25/2003
