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Nolan and I were walking through some dark and depressing variation of the Walden Galleria mall. He was wearing a black beret, which had a small Nike logo on it. We were shopping around for a beret for myself. Later, I was just outside of the mall in the middle of what may have been an empty parking lot. It was night and so densely foggy that you could only see about 10 meters in front of you. Two people were with me. They were presumably my parents, even though they looked nothing like my parents in reality. However they did look strikingly familiar. I was holding [what I declared was] a hundred dollar bill. It was actually more of a plastic ruler, which simply bared a stretched image of the hundred dollar bill. The fact that I was carrying this object implied that I was in fact Jesus. To further prove this to my parents, I widened my eyes to show them how I could make them glow. They were amazed. I then threw the ruler at the one who was supposed to be my mother. It ended up stabbing into the palm of her hand at an angle such that the ruler was parallel to her arm. There did not seem to be any blood as she slid it out of her palm.