I was part of a group of guys, not exactly just friends, not yet a gang in this #dream. We approached this abandoned building to talk with another group. It was about money. They had setup a gathering area for themselves, a partitioned area within this empty floor, like a small factory floor. The leader of my entourage spoke to them (not sure what the conversation was about) and we left.
I appeared in my secondary school as I exit. The previous building was somehow beside it. My car was parked outside the science block (where the laboratories were) but I did not use it. Instead, I took off on my BMX. I rode past this gray Toyota Rush with Clarence inside. He was with some lady in his vehicle and didn't notice me.
I left the school compound and rode off in a dash. As I turned on to the huge bend at the T-junction, outside the entrance to the building where Best Denki was, I noticed an indian collapsed on the road. I braked to investigate. Another indian uncle came over as well. I motioned for him to shake the guy while I dug for my phone. Before I could finish dialling 999, the guy recovered and replied he was going some place. Everything faded at this point.
The post-credits scene: I was in TP. Some minister gave a lengthy speech and mentioned some lame tagline about "Do some study style, not to play style". Vague recollection only. I'm sure Fabian had a hand in this one.
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