Observer, far as I can tell - saw a mother arrive to pick up her children who were outside, having no clue they were tantamount to psychopaths (they'd just caused some sort of damage, set a fire, left death and destruction behind them, but had removed themselves far enough from the scene and put on such a bland, innocent face towards their mother that she had no clue).
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Sense of moving along a small strip mall (reminded me of the very small shopping center in the center of my home town), and myself being up to some mischief. Sense of being in cahoots with some of the people working in/doing stuff in the shops. As if we were all into some sort of illegal activity, united against the rest of the world if necessary...
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Sense of moving along a small strip mall (reminded me of the very small shopping center in the center of my home town), and myself being up to some mischief. Sense of being in cahoots with some of the people working in/doing stuff in the shops. As if we were all into some sort of illegal activity, united against the rest of the world if necessary...