Please wake up.

Frantically, Max got up. It was just a dream. It was all just a dream. Was it? It did seem weird that he couldn’t remember much from that time. He was alone, if you’d call being with 900 people in a large building with 900 people in delicate glass boxes alone, that is. If you can call then glass boxes, that is. Because the more accurate term would be ’boxes made of a glass-rubber combination compound.’ What’s a compound? I don’t know. I don’t know why I even know that word.

Anyways, I should get ready. I gotta go to school.