I looked to my left. I immediately and fervently wished that I'd looked to my right. There was a large green tree. Its branches looked contorted from the wind, but there wasn't even a breeze. A single, luscious pear hung from the highest branch. Unfortunately for my starving stomach, the trunk of the tree was crawling with enormous spiders. Undaunted, I reached for the pear, and upon grazing it with my fingertips, it turned black, shriveled on the vine, and released a pungent cloud of milky smoke. "What the ...?!" - I thought and woke up. To my dismay, I discovered that the pungent cloud of milky smoke existed even in the waking world--at least, I reflected while pulling on my pants, the enormous spiders were gone. An old man puffing a hefty cigar stared over me and muttered coarsely, "it's time." I knew this was the moment I would have to pass the test and complete my training or else I would become a failure. I donned my imaginary superhero outfit, musty and faded, and headed to the front door.
When I stepped outside, the wind was so strong it almost knocked me off my feet. I suddenly realized that I was so startled by my curmudgeon of a father this morning that I had forgotten to button my pants as I rushed out the door. While Quickly buttoning my pants, I found something missing on the street that I see daily.