We are all at the rink, myself and
5 of my friends
from high school. Our boss, the manager of the rink is giving us a reward. He felt we deserved
something in return for what we had done. The six of us look at one another. Why are we
being rewarded, what did we do? We are clueless. I'm given a soda, a
rootbeer, in a bottle. My friend did something, so I gave him a bag with
six sodas in it. Oddly, only one bottle actually has soda in it, the others have nothing, but they are worth 5 cents
each! I look up: there is a chariot race taking place right in front of us.
Somehow I could tell that the people in the race had all made their chariots. I think I know all the drivers - they look familiar. The
chariots stop along the
sides of the track to pick people up from the crowd to join and continue on. A long torsoed woman comes strolling by. She held the hand of a young
girl. Her body is very odd in proportions. My friend knows her, and says
hello.
