It was fall, and I was at some kind of celebration or party for me. It felt like I was in the northeast.
I had to pee, and I walked along the grounds of the place where we were. It was an outdoor event. I went to this one building, and the line of men to go was amazingly long. There were multiple lines. I was surprised to see that the women’s line had no one.
I decided to find another place and walked outside where I found an old building. I thought it was a church, but it looked more like a frat house. It was so nasty and gross. I found the bathroom area. It was horrible.
Some of the toilets were missing. Some had all kinds of garbage in them. I just found one that was as best as it could be and started to go. Then I heard noises coming from down stairs and knew that I had to get out. It wasnt safe.
So, I started walking outside back to the party. It wasnt far, and I came to a shovel that was tied as a type of gate. I started to step over it when all of a sudden a dude attacked me. I used a stick that looked like a pointer that I was carrying to stab him. Then, I took off back towards the party.
This was an unsafe place.