I was on a spaceship that I think was a school. I was new there, and I might have been from the past and dealing with futureshock. They were doing an improv night. There were these massive planet-sized space ships you could see out the window. When they travelled they left a glowing red swirl that tapered off into a point the direction they were going. My friend's sister worked on one of them. Every once in a while, all the students would go home to really normal suburban houses.

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