I'm standing on a dried up lawn at a weird camp. I have amnesia of where I am and why I'm here. I look up to a small, slightly elevated hill. There's a narrator speaking. They're doing an historical reenactment/summary of the Revolutionary War. There're role-players who are actually the real people standing on the hill. I think it's George Washington and the Marquis de Lafayette who are standing towards the middle. I get no clarification.
Narrator: stuff I don't remember, something about Alexander Hamilton.
Alexander Hamilton screams loudly while tackling King George III to the ground right in front of me.
"Ok" I think. What have I gotten myself into.
King George III teleports to the top of the hill. Somehow my point-of-view changes and I can still see him.
Narrator: something about horses and the cavalry.
King George suddenly gets on all fours without bending his legs. He is pretending to be the horse. Someone is going to ride him. He starts trotting towards a soldier guy who will ride him.
I have an expression on my face that you'd expect a person ho just saw something weird and disturbed to have. I wake up. I've seen enough.
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The Part of A Weird Dream I Had That I Remember
AléatoireHow I meet my sleep paralysis demon.