I woke up to a bad dream. I jolted up and took deep breaths. "Are you okay?" I looked over and saw my dad beside me with a worried look ok his face. "What happened?" I asked.
"You overworked yourself." He said. "Get up. You're going to be okay." He walked out of the room and I stood up. I was wearing what I was wearing before. I grabbed my hat and my knife and walked downstairs. My mom was sitting on the couch with Judy on the carpet.
"Rick went out to work on the wall." Mom said. I nodded and walked outside. I was walking towards him when the tower started creaking.
Everyone looked at it as it crashed to the ground. The wall went with it.
