A bunch of other people and me were going to join forces with an evil person. We sat down and had a meeting with him and his henchmen, but afterward, a few of the others and I decided that we weren’t going to do it because we didn’t want to leave our families. I kept thinking of my mom. I tried to go home, but they left me a note saying they were going to kill me if I didn’t meet up with them. The note was hanging on a wall on a ripped piece of white paper. It was written in red marker. I had a small inkling that I was in a dream. I kept telling myself they couldn’t really kill me and that I could just go back home, but I ended up going back anyway, as did the others. It turned out the henchmen knew that what they were doing was wrong, so they told us how to defeat the bad guy. It was a weird and complicated process, kind of similar to Lord Voldemort and the Horcruxes. I don’t remember the details, but I vaguely remember starting the battle. In one of the battles, we were in a dark room in front of what looked like a movie screen that took up a whole wall. There were enemies coming out of it. They took one of our friends, an Asian girl, and they left her red headphones behind. We were fighting them with glow sticks or something.
I also remember something about running around my old neighborhood.
