February 28, 2026

I was on a road with a big curve, and from the far side several people come running, maybe there is a running race.

When the sky goes dark, as if it had turned into a debug screen, the people become low-poly and run in a state like polygons, the face part red and the body part green.

Just as I thought that state had ended, I had gone on along the road and was on a very narrow sidewalk past where it turned right. Beyond, the road continues into a tunnel, and here too it curves a little.

The cars were in a traffic jam, and an egg company's truck with two small containers of about 3 m in a row was slowly turning toward me.

The truck turned without noticing me, and I get caught between the truck and the wall. As the truck moved forward slowly at the speed the jam was moving, I was crushed between the container and the wall and died.