Aaron and I were in a car, headed down our street. I was driving and had to stop short when I came to a bunch of cops surrounding a house. They were going in through the garage, using tear gas and pepper spray. I saw a bunch of our stuff and realized it was a storage unit. For some reason I didn't care too much.
Somehow I ended up on a bus getting dropped off at a huge, swanky mall. Like some kind of field trip or something. I passed Jori a couple of times, and Ryan said he wanted to talk to me about something, but I ended up in an electronics store re-packing my stuff that ended up all over the place.
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