The Oval

The dreaded shopping centre in Pin Green where hoodies and lager louts gather. To say it has a bad reputation would be an understatement. It makes the Bronx look like Disneyland.

I once had a dream/nightmare where I was walking home through the Oval shops late at night. It was very dark and very late when a hoodie stepped in front of me and wouldn't let me pass. I was then surrounded by hoodies all pushing me from one to the other.

I pulled a large gun out of my back pocket. It resembled one of those super soaker water pistols with a bulbous tank on top, apart from the fact that this weapon was made from shiny chrome.

"This is a Thermo-Nuclear Obliterator" I warned them. They kept pushing and so I fired. This was the point when the whole world went white and there was a deafening crash. I thought "Ooops! Maybe I shouldn't have done that. I've ended the world!"

As I sat up, I realised that it was just a dream and there was a storm in the night. Thunder and lightning had happened at exactly the point where I had pulled the trigger. A bit spooky.