Yo, where am I ?
"Where am I… ugghhh". As I woke up I quickly realized that I was in a dry and hot place, a desert. I slowly got to my feet in my expensive but durable curry 2.5s. I looked around and saw what looked like a big traffic pile up in the blistering afternoon sun. I stumbled towards it and remembered what I was doing before I woke up here. I was hanging out with a couple of friends having a smoke sesh in the shed joking around. And then I realized that I still had my bag, pot, a bowl, and lighter. I had some other stuff in my bag like some spare clothes and food and water. After reaching the wreckage I sat down and surveyed the area. As I inspected the wreckage and cars and cars I realized that I wasn't alone. A figure in a gas mask with horns and dreadlocks, with a raggedy red jacket and pants came with a gun yelling at me.
"Who are you! This is rock rider teratorriy "!
"Ey man hold up I ain't got no idea where I am"!
"Yea? Come over here hands behind yer back "!
"Ok ok chill man." I said to him in a worried voice. He made me walk up the mountain into a cave where more simarreally dressed people were . After bringing me into the cave I was the center of attention. The rider that brought me up brought me to someone who seemed to be in charge. And said he was gonna interrogate me
"You from gastown?"
"Nah man I'm from Chicago south side ".
"Where the hells Chicago!" He yelled angrily
"In the US, and where am I" I said as calmly as I could.
"We're not far from the Citadel and Fury Road." He asnsewed through gritted teeth.
"Oh shit, now I know where I am, I'm in Mad Max" As the realization dawned on me I knew that I was in the wasteland, and there was no going back to Chicago.
Immediately after I said that as if on que, I could could hear the doof warrior blasting his music. The chief groaned and said "we can't take another run through with them."
I piped up and said, "With the convoys all out the Citadel, Gastown and the bullet farm are unprotected. And the chief slowly looked back my way away from the engines and cars, and said with realization, "Your right". Then he was off shouting names and yelling that they were going on a raid on Gastown. After I was sure no one was coming I got to work cutting my bonds with one of my many pocket knives.