A cat is nursing its kittens nearby, and to protect them I hold them in my lap. I am wearing gloves. The cats might first have been rabbits or small monkeys but are now cats. Now the cats sleep quietly in my lap but when the cat wakes up she begins to bite my hand. First I think that it's just playful biting, but it continues and the cat is now very aggressive and tries to bite through my gloves. I have one hand free and try to push the cat away from me, but it grabs hold of my hand with more intensity each time I try to push it away. Now I hit the cat on its head. First lightly - I don't want to hurt it - but now I am scared and I just want to get rid of the aggressive animal. Luckily it hasn't bitten through my glove yet. I look around and we are outdoor and the sky is dark and dangerous.
At some point I am seeking shelter from one or two men who are throwing spears made of hair at me. The men are very accurate and I am right in their way. After some struggle I manage to position myself behind a barn and look out toward their spot from an angle that they are not aware of - but I know I don't have much time before they will realize this. Since I have no weapon I have no idea of what to do with my advantage.
It is war and the U.S. has closed its borders. In fact, anyone trying to enter the country will be rejected or even shot at or forced to commit suicide when fleeing. Many still try to enter the country and are extremely desperate to find a safe place. They do not seem to care what happens to them as long as they get inside the country. I see people literally jumping off cliffs and to their deaths when being chased by helicopters and border patrols. I stand near what looks like an empty waterfall, but instead of water falling people are falling. Some of them are also climbing down the slippery and sharp rocks toward the border. I am halfways down and don't want to jump. Instead I climb down without getting hurt and raise my hands to indicate I surrender. I don't want to get shot when I am so close. I know that I can get to the other side because have documents to show the border patrol. Somehow I manage to pass through and am quickly shoved out in the empty streets of what seems to be the capitol. I run as fast as I can but I already hear the helicopters. They are looking for me. I run underneath the trees on a boulevard but cannot last for long before the begin shooting at me. They keep missing but become more precise and closer each time. Now I think I am a boy. I look down, and see a sewer hole - I might be able to escape this way. I do.
A man is shipwrecked at sea. He is hurt. He is lying in water on top of a metal raft that looks like the torn side of a large ship. Water reaches up to his chest. He has some kind of technical device that allows him to check his position, and he also has a flashlight. He is old and in pain, but he still has strength to fight. He is one of the people who have been ejected from the U.S. because of the war. There are many more people in the sea, many of them have drowned. He has not given up yet. I am terrified at this scenery.
I am now visiting a woman who lives on a faraway island or place, away from the danger. She has promised to help me. It looks so beautiful here and we sit outside in the lush garden and sip on tropical drinks.
I am back in the city where there is danger. I am with a man who might be dangerous. I think I live in his house. A friend visits me. She has to have a special cardkey to exit after visiting me, and wonders if I also have a key before we close the door to the apartment. I realize I don't have a key and remember I left it in a drawer in the room nextdoor. That room is also the man's gym. He is a martial arts expert and works out every morning. Today he has a group of people with him. I look in through the door and turn back to my friend and tell her that she has to come over and look at it! I know that if he sees her he might kill her later, but we take the chance. My friend waits while I go to get the keycard. The martial arts session is over and the man stands near the desk. He sees me and smiles. I pretend to be very happy to see him and walk over to hug him. The embrace lasts a very long time, almost inducing a sense of calm and security. I am now both confused and scared. The man is talking to someone while hugging me. Afterward I take the keycard from the drawer. At least I can get out now.
At some point I am seeking shelter from one or two men who are throwing spears made of hair at me. The men are very accurate and I am right in their way. After some struggle I manage to position myself behind a barn and look out toward their spot from an angle that they are not aware of - but I know I don't have much time before they will realize this. Since I have no weapon I have no idea of what to do with my advantage.
It is war and the U.S. has closed its borders. In fact, anyone trying to enter the country will be rejected or even shot at or forced to commit suicide when fleeing. Many still try to enter the country and are extremely desperate to find a safe place. They do not seem to care what happens to them as long as they get inside the country. I see people literally jumping off cliffs and to their deaths when being chased by helicopters and border patrols. I stand near what looks like an empty waterfall, but instead of water falling people are falling. Some of them are also climbing down the slippery and sharp rocks toward the border. I am halfways down and don't want to jump. Instead I climb down without getting hurt and raise my hands to indicate I surrender. I don't want to get shot when I am so close. I know that I can get to the other side because have documents to show the border patrol. Somehow I manage to pass through and am quickly shoved out in the empty streets of what seems to be the capitol. I run as fast as I can but I already hear the helicopters. They are looking for me. I run underneath the trees on a boulevard but cannot last for long before the begin shooting at me. They keep missing but become more precise and closer each time. Now I think I am a boy. I look down, and see a sewer hole - I might be able to escape this way. I do.
A man is shipwrecked at sea. He is hurt. He is lying in water on top of a metal raft that looks like the torn side of a large ship. Water reaches up to his chest. He has some kind of technical device that allows him to check his position, and he also has a flashlight. He is old and in pain, but he still has strength to fight. He is one of the people who have been ejected from the U.S. because of the war. There are many more people in the sea, many of them have drowned. He has not given up yet. I am terrified at this scenery.
I am now visiting a woman who lives on a faraway island or place, away from the danger. She has promised to help me. It looks so beautiful here and we sit outside in the lush garden and sip on tropical drinks.
I am back in the city where there is danger. I am with a man who might be dangerous. I think I live in his house. A friend visits me. She has to have a special cardkey to exit after visiting me, and wonders if I also have a key before we close the door to the apartment. I realize I don't have a key and remember I left it in a drawer in the room nextdoor. That room is also the man's gym. He is a martial arts expert and works out every morning. Today he has a group of people with him. I look in through the door and turn back to my friend and tell her that she has to come over and look at it! I know that if he sees her he might kill her later, but we take the chance. My friend waits while I go to get the keycard. The martial arts session is over and the man stands near the desk. He sees me and smiles. I pretend to be very happy to see him and walk over to hug him. The embrace lasts a very long time, almost inducing a sense of calm and security. I am now both confused and scared. The man is talking to someone while hugging me. Afterward I take the keycard from the drawer. At least I can get out now.
