It was like, hmm....I was with my best friend and a weird family. We were living in an odd house and the first night there was a hold -up and some kind of cult took over the street. The next day, eventhough I was scared out of my mind, the strange family, my friend, and I went to the mall. I recognized the mall, I go to it all the time. Like stores were all closed down and chained up. As we were about to leave, like other people but then the metal thing moved up and were saw like a million nazis. Then I woke up, what does this all mean?
I think it's the stores... you feel guilty of going so often into stores and therefore participating in a huge mass movement of consumerism.
