Buttercream Frosting

You're on a hill and have to dodge all of these cars that are hurtling out of the top of the hill like a volcano with cars among them there's a big brown truck an old white van and a black estate. Some of the cars hit you but they just keep going like they've hit a cement pylon they just keep on going down the hill you hitch a rid on the black estate and it carries you down into the town smoothly like a raft and your hands are by your sides and the terrain levels out as you reach the town and the sun's out now and down there you see the others, the guy and the blonde with the peach coloured lipstick and brown cowboy jacket you know them somehow but don't know why and you let the others see you for dramatic effect before saying anything holding your arms out and looking around and then you say 'Free ride' as casual as possible like you're some kind of regal figure but you're no further up than the other in fact you're all being propelled at the same rate like plastic balls being pushed along like coins by mechanical brooms in that game in the arcade where the coins drop over the ledge but there's no fear of that happening to us without even having to walk we're all just pushed along with our arms by our sides it's all propelled by the mechanical brooms there's so much stuff flowing along the street of the town it's like a river but the others get on the car anyway and the jutting out roofs of the buildings are level with your head right in your face a new perspective of the town and part of one of the roofs of a building looks like a face and the guy who's wearing a grey jumper only has to point at the part of the roof and look suggestively at the blonde girl with the cowboy jacket to get her to say 'Yes, I see it, there's two eyes, a nose, and a mouth,' so you look all over at the top of the roof and there are all these sad-looking bumps of blue terracotta that look just like eyes they're in pairs and there's loads of them the light catching them just right to make their shadows ache with sadness each pair has one "eye" which is really just a shadow looking diagonally down at the ground while the other looks diagonally up at the sky and they're oval-shaped and royal blue and you say 'Here, look, don't they look like eyes? There's two of them (you really want to get this point across) everywhere, each one blue and shadow, each one looking at a different point, one looking up, one looking down each pair has two eyes, each of them equally sad' you say, pointing up when you say "up" and down when you say "down" and looking sad on the "sad." We carry on going through the street and as we go around a corner the Russian cowboy girl asks 'Is "Ok" "button?"' and none of us know what she's talking about and our faces let her know so she says 'In Russian, "OK" is same as "Button," and you think for a second Is it? Is "OK" "Button?" you try and think what "OK" is running examples of "OK" through your head but before you can come up with an answer we start going uphill again and we make it to the big mansion at the top and we get off the car and start walking and it turns into a race and you're at the front and you're feeling good nobody's catching up to you you feel a clarity of purpose and an instinct tells you you're going to win you've got them both in your peripheral vision as you climb over tabletops and between tree-thick marble pillars the only one you can see is the blonde whose close by but not much of a threat because you've got the inside you can feel her behind you like a cool breeze as we turn another corner and the long staircase comes into view and a bright warm light hits that makes you feel like gloating so you say 'Look at this, you're all trying as hard as you can while I drift along the tabletops, I'm going to be the first to make it, and with my style and grace intact.' All of a sudden you feel the Russian cowboy girl tug at your necklace of peas that you've only just noticed you're wearing but it's only a gentle tug that does not hold you back at all but it's unnerving because she says 'We'll see about that' but you keep going without letting it hold you back and you ascend the final maroon staircase and you think what was she talking about? I'm going to make it easily but the closer you get to the top of the staircase the more you feel something closing in around your throat a pressure that makes it harder and harder to breath and walk it's like you're being twisted up like a knot gradually hunching over helplessly the necklace somehow seemingly attached to your clothes that shrink towards a point in your chest but even in this state you get to the top and turn around feeling proud and then the others show up and you say 'See? told you' but the Russian says 'Ah, but look at your necklace, it's all twisted up. If the object was to get to the top first with style and grace intact, then clearly I am the victor' and her demeanour is all cool and you're crestfallen because she's right the necklace somehow got attached to the rest of your clothing and the more you walked the more your clothes got screwed up churned up and twisted and you're all hunched over and feeble the necklace is tight against your neck and you can't undo it can't get your finger in between the peas and your neck and it gets harder and harder to breathe and you pass out and wake up on a train smoothly rumbling along dozing watching the scenery go by and a stewardess comes by with a trolly and asks if you'd like anything to drink and you say no I'm fine, I'm absolutely fine and you watch the  stewardess moving towards the end of the carriage and you've already forgotten her face and when she goes into the next carriage you suddenly need the toilet in an urgent way so you get up feeling soar and you knock on the door of the toilet but it's occupied and while you're waiting the train stops and you see a toilet at the station and you're bursting you can't hold it in so you go out and go to the toilet and when you open the door to go back out to the station you're in a room with a TV with the sound down because there are people sleeping all around you on the screen is a bath with water running over the rim you get hungry and it aches so you go upstairs to a dark and amber room with mahogany walls and floor and you sit at the mahogany desk an opened wardrobe to your right a brown cowboy jacket in front of you on the desk you flip it over and in the neckline write 'Buttercream frosting' like the inside of the jacket is a shopping list but you don't know why because you don't even like buttercream and you twist up again like you did at the top of the staircase until you're back on the hill with the cars flying down at you again only this time it's slightly darker and more of them are hitting you.