Climbing a Mountain and then the Serbs attack!

In my hometown and guiding an unknown friend up 16th street to the mountain resort. I told him of the unexpected surprise I had when I had been out to eat at a pizza place where, currently, there is an office building. Seems as though I had such a real memory for this pizza place that does not exist. It looked very inviting as well, with green neon illuminating the storefront. As we hiked up the street, the scenery changed from hometown-city-street to western- maybe Colorado or Wyoming. I explained to him that despite the height, that we were only half way there. When we reached the top, we would ride down with my other friends on the rapids.

Arrived at the peak and got a life preserver. Instead of getting on the rapids right away, we sat and talked with my friends from college. Some of my relatives were there too. Unknown peoples. Had a great time talking. For some reason, I had a small baggie of cocaine and began giving myself thumb bumps. After that, a girl from college came on to me and we made out.

Suddenly, I just had to get home. On a highway by myself and noticed black smoke ahead. I just knew that it was the Serbian civil war and a battle of this was taking place in Illinois. I wanted to chance it and see if they would let me through but they closed the highway. With others, holed up near a rest area, I plotted my escape to simply sneak through their front lines on foot, through the woods.