From a dream:
I was with my friend Brendan on top of a hill in Westford discussing our physics project and saying we were the only ones in the world who understood anything. On either side of the hill were huge wooden catapults for a game where we would have to kill the dragon priest in the tomb at the top of the hill before he killed us.
We had to aim the catapult at the tomb as soon as the dragon priest (above) left the tomb (below), or we would die. The one to miss with their catapult would be killed by Mr. Bowen.
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