On a place, we’re being followed by an out of control stealth plane. I watch it go back and forth, crazy stuff. We’re heading for a sheer cliff and I yell to the pilot. He makes the turn, hard. Flying low over hills and I jump off. Land in a small road and start walking. Come to a group of people playing softball. I see what looks like a policeman, so I stop. He starts talking to me about joining the game. I tell him I played first base in an industrial league.
My exciting life, this place