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I was in a classroom, and a police officer was giving some type of lecture. There were no windows in the classroom, just blank white walls. The room wasn’t packed, just a few students scattered here and there. Sometimes I viewed that classroom from the officer’s perspective, sometimes I viewed it from the entrance of the room. It was all in a glossy haze. I was walking out of the beach entrance at night. It was dark out.
I walked behind a police car that was parked where the pass checker usually parks. There was a scooter. The next thing I knew, I was sitting in the back seat of a cop car steering the car down Main Street, heading west. No one else was in the car. I soon changed positions and ended up in the front seat. I was now driving a motor scooter, but it had three black pedals beneath my feet. As I pushed the pedals, they molded to my feet, then molded back to normal. I turned around when I got to the Niantic Diner. I turned left out of Lover’s Lane onto Fairhaven road (in real life, those streets aren’t even remotely near each other).It was now morning. I turned the corner of Fairhaven road, now holding a small, Razor-Like scooter. I saw 4 police cars, so I backed around the corner so they couldn’t see me. I peeked back around the corner, and the cop cars had vanished. I knew I had stolen police property and had suspected they would come looking for it. I ran down the street and past a big white house that was about 300 yards from a white picket fence. It appeared to be a raid, since he four police cars where parked in the driveway of the house. As I passed the house I could see a lone police officer running in my direction from the backyard of the house. I looked forward and rode the scooter as fast as I could until I reached an overpass. Then I woke up.
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