I was in a strange classroom. There a kid who was trying to convince the rest of the class that apostrophes should never be used. Then my high school French teacher gave her lecture. I went back to my dad’s house and there were three cats and no other people. The front yard looked like Boulder and the back yard looked like Fort Collins. I went for a walk in the Fort Collins part and sat down in some grass that wasn’t very green. I noticed a house for sale, the architecture seemed fairly modern. A light gray brick building fell on my dad’s house. I got back from my walk and went in the kitchen. There was a check from my dad on the counter written out to me for only $15. I went back outside to examine the damage in the front yard. Someone had set up rescue ladders near Rex’s house. His garage was on the second floor, the garage door was open and Rex was sitting in his RHD SUV. I moved the ladders out of the way and his car fell upside down onto my new luxury vehicle. I don’t think he survived.