Stolen Car

I was at a concert starring a famous woman I can not remember now. I was sitting next to Maine Dave. I was excited to see the person performing, but reached the point where I'd had my fill and was ready to go, so we left early along with one or two other friends. We walked through a long tunnel that lead to the road outside. The concert was taking place a few miles outside of Ore City, Texas. When we got there, I discovered my car was gone, except for my four hubcaps. I thought it was odd they'd been left behind and wondered if that meant the police had towed me. My phone had been in my car, so I borrowed Dave's to call the police. They had not towed it and put me on hold. A long time passed. I tried to think what all I had left in the car. I was frustrated that the police were not getting back to me so I could describe my car and they could possibly find it. I started walking around downtown Ore City searching for the car myself.

The search for the car morphed into that I was searching for Nathaniel. Apparently Matthew had taken him and run away. I was following on foot and then in a car, using a GPS to track their vehicle. I ended up in a strange cliff side town that you moved through by climbing up and down ladders. I spent some confusing time there, the memory is vague. As I began to leave the town, I heard Nathaniel's voice. I raced up a ladder and saw Matthew lumbering up, carrying Nathaniel with him. Right before they reached the top, I was able to catch up and grab Nathaniel's shirt.

I wrapped my entire body around Nathaniel protectively, but then Matthew explained that it was his turn in the schedule to have Nathaniel. I realized then that I'd gotten confused about the schedule and Matthew had not been stealing Nathaniel.