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I am running around a familiar apartment complex at night with my cousin and my brother. We are climbing walls, running up and down stairs, and sliding down rails, having a good time. There is a possibility of trouble so we try not to be too loud. There are white cats in the well lit parking lot. My brother starts shouting to me. I run across the parking lot to meet him behind a small building. He asks me about an email address, postalservice@yahoo.com, says that I'm using it and he wants it. I know this isn't true but I think about it and I start to remember having set it up. A light comes on in the small building, I say Just take it!, and we run away in opposite directions. I can see my cousin standing on the roof. He's safe. I hide behind a car.