I am a kid. I’m in the dark loft of an airbnb, thinking about how fun the party will be. while my older siblings downstairs are talking with the owners of the house, I’m visited by a strange man. he unfolds a set of monitors showing conspiracy theory videos and aggressively forces me to watch them. i protest but he keeps convincing me to watch. he tells me i will have to play his game, which looks like the game 10 Beautiful Postcards. at one point i tell him something like “you are a pathetic bully, i am a middle schooler”. when i have the chance to pack my things and leave, the says, while playing the game, “i guess we’ll see whose baby it is then.” i don’t know what this means, exactly, but i know it will be what forces me to come back tomorrow
