A group of undercovers led by myself, Jeff Bridges with a beard circa the “Tron” era, and one other guy. Three of us enter through the back into this shop believed to be a front for white supremacist drug dealers. We hit up an old arcade machine and start to play it and this one guy comes over to ask if we have any pizza or magazines, code for heroin and meth. The minute I tell him no we get knocked out and dragged into the back room. When we come to Adam Arkin is standing over us threatening us. The one guy gets killed, Jeff runs off, and I proceed to gouge out Adams eye balls until they pop like a gorey effect in an 80s movie. But after that I start to tear his jaw off to where the flesh is tearing and you can see muscles and tendons and bone. At the end of it he looks like a character from the remake of “House On Haunted Hill.” Also, his teeth removed like dentures. It was gross. I fucked that guy up bad.
I get stuck behind a Bugatti Veyron that chooses to go the speed limit. That’s all that happened here. Nothing too exciting.
This I’m fuzzy on, either I was watching this happen or was partaking. But a boat was going along this river very fast and then crashes on the shore of this small island to have the driver fly it, go through a lighthouse, come out the other side and fall into the water. Then began to trivialize whether or not it really happened.
I go back to the Bugatti situation but this time I’m driving it and take an alternate route on the highway to open the throttle on it. And I do… after passing a cop.
Sitting in my living room with my family, mainly my sister I remember. A commercial for a new “Kingdom Hearts” game comes on, and doesn’t look half bad mostly because it’s for one of the biggest consoles instead of portables.