dream log 76

let's see if i can remember more as i write.

i'm at a... camp, or someplace where i'm working, where there are kids roaming everywhere, having a fun time.

but the director of the camp is evil, taking the lifeforce of the kids with some sort of means that i can't recall right now. i couldn't do anything, though.

so me and the other employees are told to make a pizza, and someone keeps assuming i don't know how to make a pizza, when i do. the pizza production line keeps making pizzas for a while, until we go on break to eat some food elsewhere.

i can't remember what we're riding on to get everywhere so fast - maybe we were just walking really fast. we walk down some streets for a bit, until we arrive to this strange but nice food market, with types of exotic foods out in the open, bananas, candied fruits, and such. lots of fruits.

we end up walking into this place that... is a mixture of mexican food and fortune telling? it wouldn't have seemed bad, but then you toss in the fact that the whole place is mysteriously empty and has its lights off, and in fact, is filled with arcade machines as well as tables.

me and my co-workers bicker a bit over whether or not to actually eat here, and then we leave for a store just right next to the place, filled with oddities and mysterious things. the owner tells us that the director of our camp is somehow gone now, killed through a means they cannot tell us.

we're like, "what?" and scurry back to the camp.

it's true - the director is gone, but we worry over how to continue the camp, because the original activities were what took the kids' lifeforce, but then we realize we can just tear down the very institution.

so we begin taking apart the building itself, brick by brick.