I was trying out for something, I think it was for school. There was a man at the far end of long room behind a large desk. He handed me a slip of white paper with writing on it. He said, “If you match my handwriting with one of the papers on the wall behind me you will win!” I looked down at the piece he gave me which read, “There is no point,” and then to the wall behind the man. On the wall were a thousand pieces of white paper pinned up, and each one of them read, “You’re doomed.” I tried searching for the match to the handwriting but all the papers had the same handwriting and they all matched the paper in my hand.

I found myself in a huge abandoned school. It must have been hundreds of stories tall and it leaned to one side. Alone, I walked the halls. The walls of the school were old and dirty, cracking from the disease of old age. Posters were torn from them and large piles of drywall dust and ruble crunched between me and the ground. I started to search for something. I poked my head into all the classrooms on the first floor, but all of them were empty, no furniture, no living creatures. Finding the stairs I started to climb them. After a while my legs started to give and I had to use the stairwell to pull myself up, which increasingly refused to move the crumbling stairs. Once I reached the top of the second floor the search started all over again. The only thing that was different was the last classroom that I looked in. This time I opened the door and a whole class was in session. The kids were really young and the teacher (female) paid not attention to my presence. The teacher spoke. She asked, “What does Zena the Warrior Princess stand for?” A girl in the front of the class stood up. She said, “Society.” This is when I woke up.