Reply #18: It started out that I was in a record store that I know doesn't exist...

[ghostsofgiants]

I was just browsing through records and such and somehow ended up leaving the store buying a bottle of Sprite and a tarantula in a jar.

When I stepped outside of the record store, I stepped outside of my next door neighbour's house (in a completely different town) and started to walk home. As I was walking in my driveway, I noticed a really low-flying airplane overhead. It was weird, but I thought nothing of it.

When I got inside my house I glanced out the window to see several more low-flying planes dropping what I like to call snow bombs. They were bombs made of snow that let of a huge flash of light when they hig the ground.

I asked my grandma who was there what was going on and she said it was a new government surveillance technique and that they used to use it all the time when she lived in Portland.







The portland part is the most confusing part for me. I have no connection to portland whatsoever and I know that portland had no relevance in my mind at all in real life. I've always wondered why she said Portland of all places. Weird.