At 30700, in my room. Trying to get dressed/move. A helicopter is flying around outside. I run into the hallway towards the bathroom.
Running up King towards home. I’m racing, and pass someone. I get to the top of the hill, and onto a bus. They want to to say something, but I need to poop really bad. It starts running down my leg, and I get off the bus and hurry home. Get into the bathroom, clean up, and come out. Go outside and there are people looking around trying to find us. I go around the other way.