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It was an early summer afternoon. I was going back home from school. I looked at the dark, cloudy sky - thunderstorm was coming. I was with group of classmates, but on the way they all dispersed except for a blonde dude. As I was getting closer to my home, I felt arising danger. Suddenly a local drunk of my hometown appeared. He was driving a car - it was a silver Volkswagen car. He was driving in my direction and smiling ominously. He hit me with the car and I landed on my back in a wayside trench, hitting ground with my head. It happened so quick that I only felt car hitting my body and ending down the trench, I have not felt pain. The thunderstorm started, it was raining and thunders shot across the sky. I could not move, everything went black. Water quickly filled the trench, I tried to hold my breath, thinking if that blonde dude would get me out of the water. He did not, I tried to hold my breath but I managed to do it only for a short while. The water was cold, it filled my lungs and body quickly, I have drowned. The feeling of cold water on my skin and lying down there, filled with the liquid - my last sensations were somehow calming, even pleasurable. Suddenly I found myself on the roadside. The clouds have dispersed, but it was still grim. I entered my house and felt like going to toilet. I entered it and in place of toilet seat I saw a huge pink stroller. I thought about a monster that could possibly hide inside the stroller, but then with another thought I declined such possibility. Suddenly random people appeared from nowhere, and the place quickly changed from a toilet in my house to a hotel room. It was a bit modestly, but modernly furnished. People prepared to drive for a trip while I was just waking up. I thought that it is good that I have a contract with travel agency, as they give me 10% of their profit for taking guests.