Continued from:
http://archive.foolz.us/a/thread/62513893/"I must be dreaming," you repeat again, and the car revs again. "What the hell is going on?" You see the sleek looking car in front of you, and it just sits there. "This is too weird..." You start to walk away and the car, to your surprise, follows you. "What are you?" you ask the car, but then you realize that you're talking to a car. In a dream. There's no other way this would make sense. "If I'm dreaming..." You grin at the ideas, and you find yourself standing in your room instantly, a legitimate toga adorning your body. "Oh hell yeah," you say as you walk to the window. You look outside and, to your surprise, the car is outside, sitting there.
It feels like it's taunting you, or maybe it is just watching? You shake your head; cars can't do those things. It's an inanimate object. You curse yourself for trying to personify it, then you close your window. When you do, a loud sound roars from outside, like that car's damned engine. You throw the window open and, to your surprise, it's gone.
"What is going on?" you say to the air around you. Your imagination starts to run wild and you find yourself holding a sword in one hand and a gun in the other. You look at your hands and toss the items away; you aren't sure why they just appeared.
