Voices

I was in a gas station, being held prisoner in handcuffs and the orange jumpsuit. Inside the gas station were people I work with and the guys who were supposed to be watching over me were friendly. I was looking outside the window and a giant ass falcon flew in and landed on a pallet of 2-liter Pepsi bottles. I just stared at it, and it stared back at me. I walked up to one of the guys that was supposed to be watching me and asked if he could take the cuffs off, he said "yeah, it is not like you will be going anywhere anyways." Once the cuffs were off, I somehow got into my normal attire. I walked back to the window and the falcon was still there, like it was waiting for me to come back. Once I did, I stared at it again and just wanted to be outside with it, to touch it, to fly with it, just anything as long as it was with that falcon. It started pecking at the Pepsi bottles, making them spray on the windows. I stepped back a little, but then I started laughing because it was like he was playing a game or showing off for me. I ran up to one of the guys that was supposed to be watching me again, and said "dude come check this shit out, this falcon is awesome." But the guy told me more or less to piss off since he was talking to a woman. Before I could go back to the falcon, a woman that I work with grabbed my hand and pulled me to her. She whispered in my ear "I cannot believe he is talking to her, her breath smells like rotten shit and she has a weird build." I looked to the woman, thinking she looked fine, but to get away from the woman I told her "all us men need is something to stick it in and get off". She frowned and let go of me pretty quickly. I went back to the falcon and saw that it had somehow filled up a child's swimming pool with the Pepsi and was laying back in it the way a human would sprawl out in one. But the Pepsi had turned white. It scooped the Pepsi up with its wings the way a human would with their hands, and poured the Pepsi on itself starting from the head and let it wash down its body. When the Pepsi hit the birds feathers, it started changing different colors of bright blues, greens, purples and yellows, and as it washed back into the pool, it created a rainbow effect of ripples. All I knew was that I wanted to escape, but I felt like if I did, I would be killed or something. So I just stayed, but then country music started playing, and I thought "all right fuck it, death would be fine right about now" and I started to take off for the door. But the same woman that had grabbed me before, grabbed me again and pulled me toward a dance floor that had appeared in the center of the gas station, and I was then thrown into the center of the stage where I bumped into a redneck tranny, or at least a cross dresser since I did not want to find out, and I was forced to dance with him. The whole time, I kept looking towards the door, and finally when the song ended, I took off for it, but never made it. I do not know if I was shot, or what, but either way, it was just bright lights and then I woke up.