I was about 5 years old and I was running down a hospital hallway that was also an airport with my father who was wearing surgeon scrubs. I believe we where being chased but I don’t know by who or by what. I then woke up in a police car that was inside a 1950s style car store. The car store also so happened to use to be the Fire Department and the fact the fire department got converted into a car dealership made me really sad. Next thing I know, I’m in my parents bedroom and a person who I think is my uncle was laying on the bed.














