Kitties

I was smoking from a pipe with my friend H while sitting outside in public. I stated getting paranoid because cars kept driving past really close (as in, they were maybe 2 feet away from where I was sitting), but then realized we were right next to the entrance of a parkade (that's a Canadian word, isn't it..), and we decided to go in.

It was very dark inside and I could hardly see anything. We were startled by a person who had decided to exit the place through a window that was there for some reason, and H said something like "Why can't people just use doors?!"

We got to a brightly lit area that was white and a bit 'cleaner' looking with tile and stuff, though it was still dirty and lit up with gross fluorescent lights, that had a bunch of flights of stairs. I realized then that I was being followed by someone with a weapon. I don't know how I knew what it was, as I never turned to look at him (I think it was a man), but it was a very heavy, hollow metal rod, about 2-3 feet long and square, that looked really dangerous.

We were walking up the seemingly neverending flights of stairs and I knew he was right behind me the whole time, though he never spoke or made a move to attack me. I called out to H, who was above me somewhere but I couldn't see, to watch me. Now the guy knew I knew he was there, but for some reason I thought he wouldn't do anything if she was watching.

We finally got to a slightly bigger landing and I met up with H. The man then rested the side of the metal thing against the back of my head, and I thought I was actually about to die. Somehow, though, I don't know what happened next, but I ended up being fine, and H was killed. I woke up right after.