Dreaming in Digital

20250423 for Cherry's birthday, we gathered at a restaurant high up top a tall, private building of concrete. It was late afternoon and sunset when we were seated around small, wrought iron food court tables. The building didn't have walls or railings - it was all open space. My aunt brought leftovers from her birthday party: lechon and something else delicious. As we ate, the set and it was dusk.

Our meal was soon interrupted by the loud flapping of a helicopter's blades. Cherry flew the helicopter as close as she could to the building, showing us all how she was doing for her birthday lesson. I excitedly opened my cellphone and FlightRadar24 App to show everyone we could track her movements in the sky. I excited watched her icon on my screen, the tiny, yellow helicopter happily moving around the screen. I kept it open until she was done.

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I returned home in a lavish cloth dress. My partner was older - a Sean Connery type - wearing a white suite and black bow tie. I went to the kitchen for something and when i returned to the courtyard, my partner had been in a struggle.

 "Call an ambulance!" He exclaimed. The attacker was on the floor, clutching his chest and was face down

20250412 Cookie and i met Peach, Tomato, Persimmon, and Cherry near Square One when the sky suddenly became as dark as night and rain torrentially poured from an angry heaven. We said we should find shelter and had differences about where to go. Peach and Tomato decided it's best to go home to their tall skyscraper, but i mentioned Fort ???. We hopped into two vehicles and headed our separate ways, ours driven by Persimmon with Cherry and Cookie.

As we raced there, lightning in numerous beams crashed all around us, razing the skyscrapers to the ground with each strike. Their long, white-hot fingers splayed farther and wider with each thunderous boom. I was scared and sad to see the world destroyed.

When we reached the fort, others had the same idea. We bunkered in the safe rooms below as we waited for the clashes and flashes to end. I can't tell how long we hid, but the final strike did occur. When it was safe, we emerged from hiding to the raised ground floor. The world was flooded up to the edge, just under the window line. We had chosen the right building and survived.