At gamelan, late, don’t have the music. We stop, and Mindy’s mad because someone was playing the wrong notes. Leave, and someone comes up to me and asks why I’m not signed up. I say I’ve been there forever. Walk away and down the stairs and out of the building.
At some memorial thing at school. They’re talking about the kid. I’m sitting in the top row with my classmates.
Trying to get into a building. Walk through a corridor and someone comes and the girl shoots them from behind. Make out way to a car. Get in and shoot the driver. Push him out and wait for the rest.
In a school bathroom, it’s confusing-go into a few stalls trying to find the way out. Finally get out and walk fast through the halls. Get to a room, go in and kneel next to the teacher. Talk, then get closer until we’re touching.