An account

It was night and I was wandering with <PERSON> along some road that went beside several gas stations. It reminds me of a place in skelleftea which is just like that and I think this might be inspired by that. In some way it came to my knowledge that <PERSON> was offline from msn. As I and <PERSON> walked along the road, <PERSON> suddenly requested a can of cola. I said that I could buy one for him so we headed for the gas station that was most far away of them for some reason. When walking there, two middle aged guys passed us and one of them said "hej!" to me. I got somewhat confused because I did not recognise him at all. I still said "hej" back and for a while I kept pondering who he was. We locked our bikes (which we did not have until then) outside of the gas station and went in. It did not at all look like the interior of a gas station. It looked like some industrial storage room or something. <PERSON> was inside standing next to some fence thingy that looked a bit like a boxing arena. She said that her bike was stuck in the boxing arena thingy (this makes so much sense, lol). Me and <PERSON> helped her lifting out the bike from it but when we all tried exiting the "gas station" we discovered that the door was locked! Oh no, we thought! Then we unlocked it and went out just like that. Now it was snowy outside and there was a snowplough that looked like a black limo. Something was special about it. I went to a parking lot nearby and the snowplough was now a red-blue race car. I was supposed to enter it, so I tried to. But it was very very tiny or something so had problems when entering it. I had only gotten the legs into it when it started driving! I yelled to the driver to take it easy and wait for me to get in. Somehow I got in after a while and while the driver was some unknown, impatient and unpleasant guy, the person sitting next to the driver was my dad. I do not remember much of the trip except that my dad was angry and I argued with him.