I Have the Worst Breakfast Ever
We waited for about five minutes before we entered the indoor buffet in the D.S.C. They were a bunch of kids here today. A lot of them were twelve or thirteen. None older than that. We were seated in the middle of the room. Kids were bustling down the isle of our table. "It's very busy today." Dave stated, gulping. He had a worried expression on his face. So did Marie. Why would they be nervous? At that moment Dan gripped my hand harder. I was very confused by their actions.
All the kids were devouring their food as fast as possible. They ate as if they hadn't eaten in weeks! They kept going up for seconds. Today was very strange. "We'll be with you shortly." The waiter told us while passing us with orange juice on a tray. "So, have any dreams lately?" Dave asked, his focus on me. In fact Dan and Marie also glanced at me particularly. I had a feeling in my gut that if I lied they could obviously tell even though I'm an excellent liar. I had to tell them. Maybe it would help me too. "Actually yeah," I say in a casual voice. "They're really confusing and I think I'm kinda going crazy." They all froze. After a few uncomfortable seconds Marie piped up, "What's the date?" "Uh, August 1st , 2020." I state correctly. "Why" I ask. "Because if you were going crazy you wouldn't know the date." Marie responded. I nod slowly turning my gaze to the table.
The waiter came to our table with our plates of food on top of her tray. The new technology that came out at the beginning of the year was a machine that could take in info of what you would want to eat and it would serve it to you. The machine gave me scrambled eggs, sausage links, and yogurt. My favorite thing to eat for breakfast. We thanked the waiter for bringing the food out. We dove into breakfast, commenting between bites how good it is. I finished me eggs and was on my sausage links when I heard the rumbling noise of a stampede of footsteps rushing down stairs, out of elevators, in the lobby, and out the door outside. Most of the kids in the restaurant ran outside too. What in the world was going on? After a few minutes we they went back to eating, including Dave, Dan, and Marie, but not me. I had no clue what was going on. Two more minutes passed. I had excellent hearing and I could hear what sounded like faint screams. I could also a thud coming our way. I turned to look at the other kids. Terrified looks on all of them. The thuds were becoming louder and louder. My eyes widened and I suddenly took a deep breath in. My hearing went out My brain received nothing except the memories of my dreams. They were coming quick and loud in my head. I felt as if a huge piece of my life was put together. All of this happened in a matter of seconds. I let out my breath, shakily. I saw out of my peripheral, through a window, a ginormous figure stomping it's way toward us. Finally my family looked up from their plates but not at the window. A spark of fire erupted in my brain and heart. "Get down!" I yelled and slipped off the edge of my seat, under the table, pulling Dan down with me as the giant broke through the glass wall.
Shards of glass rained down on everything. The clatter ringing in my ears. We had slid under the table just in time, if we had been a millisecond late we would've been pierced with the glass. We covered our head and face with our arms because the shards were bouncing everywhere. I heard ear splitting screams and I saw the kids running out of the buffet. I had no idea if Dave and Marie made it down in time. What if they didn't? My heart deflated and I could feel the tears rising up to my eyes. The glass stopped exploding so I dared to look up. I saw Dan with wide eyes, crying silently. I turned my head and saw Dave and Marie under the table with only a few scratches. I felt a little bit of relief, that is until the beast roared and I had to cover my ears with my hands. Dan had scooted over to Dave and Marie and were in their arms. The beast was at the other end of the restaurant looking for victims. Dave pulled out a folded piece of paper and forcefully put it in my hands. I was dazed that of all that was happening right now Dave handed me a piece of paper. I found myself instinctively putting it in my pocket. "What the heck is going on?" I whispered. "I'm so sorry but we can't tell you. Listen you look at that paper and follow the arrows follow the other kids they'll take you someplace safe." My mind was registered on how she said you. She meant I was going not them. "No I'm not going without you!" I whispered yelled. "I'm so sorry Zoe but you have to." Marie said. Dave was looking back and forth between me and the giant. He had a sorrow full look in his eyes. I was shaking my head vigorously. The giant was coming down our isle. "We love you," Dave said and Dan and Marie nodded. The giant was about three tables down. "And that's why I'm doing this." I was about to ask what when Dave quickly leaned forward and pushed me out into the isle. Right in front of the giant.
The sound of my body falling onto the broken glass and marble floor definitely got the attention of the beast. The thing stood eighteen feet tall. It had an enormous wooden club it was eight feet tall! I knew that if he swung that and hit me I wouldn't be alive. I never averted my gaze from the giant. I tried to get up but I was too stunned and slipped and hit the floor, again. Now I was on the ground facing it. I scooted back using my elbows and pushed my feet forward. The giant took another step closer. I froze, as to seeing the giant raise his club over his head. He brought the club down right at me. I instinctively rolled to my right and the club landed right where I was a second ago. The club started to move up again preparing for another blow. I rapidly pushed myself up and ran down the aisle as the giant was swinging his club and hitting vases and glass and chairs. Everything went flying. The giant was right behind me. I brought my arms up to my face to try to keep things from hitting me in the head. I got down on my knees and slid two feet like a rock star would do, but this was no concert. The giant stepped right over me and kept running. Because it was so big and clumsy it couldn't help but to ram into the wall. All the pitchers and paintings took to the air flying in all directions. Surprisingly the wall didn't fall down but the giant did. He landed with a thunderous boom that shook the room. I yelped. I was breathing heavily still sitting on the ground. It was not dead but just unconscious. I had a feeling that it wouldn't be for much longer.
I glanced under the table where my family would've been but they weren't there. I hoped that they made it out, even if Dave had pushed me out in front of the giant. Why would he do that? The giant made a gurgling noise that told me "less time for thinking more time for get you but out of there!" I needed some sort of weapon, what if I ran into another one of these things? All of the knives were at the back of the room and I didn't want to risk going back there. What would a tiny knife do to an eighteen foot giant anyway? I ran toward the exit and picked up a stack of plates. There were about five. Hey, it's better than nothing, and it made me feel a bit safer. So I ran out of the restaurant dust and pieces of glass in my hair, cuts and bruises covering my body, and a stack of plates. If I hadn't been through all of that and looked like that I would've been put in a mental hospital. I had no idea where to go. If I went outside and told someone they wouldn't believe me and probably call the cops. The eerie sound of nothing told me that no one was around in here. Then, there was a burning feeling where my back pocket was. I suddenly realized that that was where I had put the piece of paper that Dave gave me. I pulled it out and examined it. It was some sort of map. I realized that it showed the hotel. There were arrows leading to a door in one of the corridors on the ground level. I couldn't believe that I was going to believe this map and follow the arrows an for a second I thought of the idea of doing something else, but then I remembered the unconscious giant in the next room. And I mad dashed up the stairs, the plates in one hand and the map in the other.
