Riddick is playing with plywood
Oct. 20th, 2006 09:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tirsdendreamsI dreamed I was Richard B. Riddick in some random underground prison. I'd been placed on a workforce and sent to this large crawlspace above the topmost floor I'd been on. I figured this was a great place to start creating a passage upwards and get the heck out of there.
There were four or five other men on my work team and they spent most of the time goofing off, watching for guards, and helping me hide the debris I was pulling out of the ceiling. I was trying to keep it contained to one small area of the ceiling towards the back of the crawlspace. There was a lot of plywood involved and cardboard boxes and styrofoam peanuts of all things.
I made some progress but hadn't reached the next floor, much less any higher.
Then I woke up.
There were four or five other men on my work team and they spent most of the time goofing off, watching for guards, and helping me hide the debris I was pulling out of the ceiling. I was trying to keep it contained to one small area of the ceiling towards the back of the crawlspace. There was a lot of plywood involved and cardboard boxes and styrofoam peanuts of all things.
I made some progress but hadn't reached the next floor, much less any higher.
Then I woke up.
