It started out at my house. We were going to eat some dinner and then go to a musical. This kid Steve was at his baseball game and he was coming home. My twin stepsisters were on their way in the car. When Steve got to the house he was playing with a big bull dog that apparently lived in my garage. My twin sisters arrived and were like, what’s that noise? There was a muffled sound coming from the basement. When we went down there we saw a bunch of people all tied up just sitting there. They looked like Iraqis or Afghanis. We let them go anyway. Then we ate and got in the car to go to the musical. I went with my sisters. Something was wrong with their speedometer and it said they were going 40 mph when they were only going like 2 mph. Then my dogs in real life were barking so I woke up.