I don't know how my mind was deciding on what direction to go last night, but I know it started with me in my old house as a 13 year old, lying in bed, petting my kitties and listening to music probably..suddenly I saw a very large grasshopper the size of my head crawling across my carpet with a miners hat on, and a red bright light attached to the hat.
He turned his head slowly to me, so that the red light panned its beam all over the room. I freaked and ran into my parents room and explained what I say, and they told me to go back to sleep.
The next day these weird stringy things were falling from the sky onto people's heads. They were red, veiny looking, and the size of long white onions. Whenever these things hit someone's head, the person immediately fell to the ground, shaking or convulsing, I dont know.
So here I am, running through town in the streets and there's chaos everywhere; people falling to the ground, screaming, feeling their heads in front of grocery stores. I'm having to dodge carts and vehicles driving out of control. Of course, some of these things would just land on the ground; never touching anyone. So you had to be careful you didn't step on them either, for fear of them attaching themselves to your foot.
It seemed to go to months later, where survivors were in a small house somewhere in the middle of nowhere, about 200 of us. Everyone is about to eat together and I go into the kitchen to see the guy who is cooking for everyone. I notice he has one of those things on his head. He looks up at me, and this creepy smile crawls across his face. I run into the living room, screaming "dont eat it! dont eat it! Its in the food!" (yeah, I know what this sounds like.)
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