I was driving along the highway in a tall dark Jeep. It was a bright day and the highway wasn’t too busy. A car is pulled over on the right side. I think it may have been an old looking, boxy blue car from the 80s. I slowed down behind it and pulled over just to the right of it, real close.
A white car was also on the side of the road in front of us, as if it had spun off the road into the ditch, the front end was facing the road diagonally towards us. I got out of the Jeep and so did the driver in the blue car, it was my husband. We walked towards the white car and stop about 80-100 feet away from it. He must’ve had a trigger of some sort on him because the white car just blew up into flames and a big fireball shot left past us. He told me to move the cars forward a bit and we both got into our cars to do so. Then we stood in front to stare at the white car again. When the trigger went off this time, the car burst into flames and the fireball that shot out came really close to hitting us.
My husband looked at me and told me with his eyes to back the car up to a further distance. I climbed back into the Jeep which did not have great rear visibility. I reversed along the highway for the most part without trouble, until I reached 2 rows of parked cars blocking the road. I stopped before the cars but decided to back up a little bit more. The problem was I floored it too much and backed up over a couple cars. When I realized I had done this, I drove forward over them again and stopped just in front of them.
I got out of the car and to the right of me was some kind of construction lattice thing that led back to the city. It was a meshy structure and inside was a flight of stairs. I was sort of trying to be covert about it because I could see a group of Asian kids walking up and heading towards the city, but I did not want them to know I was behind them. When I got to the to of the stairs, a maid came out of nowhere. She started asking me what dinner she should make, that she would head back before me to start it. She gave me two options. I remember thinking, I don’t know what I wanted for food. It really didn’t matter and she should really ask my husband. I never gave her an answer but she headed back before me anyway.
Then I remember walking downstairs toward a subway station, there was 5 minutes before I had to arrive at a place where I would be taking an exam. I could literally see the train arriving on the platform if I just hurry. However I stopped just before the turnstile and had a “vision”, thought about how awesome it would be to have a coffee and a breakfast sandwich while I was taking the exam. They would allow that, I think. So with such little time left, I turned around to go back up to the concourse area.
I was looking for a Tim Horton’s but what I really wanted in the breakfast sandwich was some greasy meat. I see a fastfood stand with a long line up so I stood in line. Surprisingly it went really fast. When I got to the front, I didn’t even have to ask for what I wanted, they just knew. The girl behind the counter handed me a wrapped up sandwich and a coffee and I was on my way.
Then I was outside what looked like the building of the Union Train Station – it was old. I was smoking outside with a group of people who were friends/co-workers (nobody recognizable). Then a group of 4 cops walk by behind us. One of them steps between me and the guy to my left, to grab the friend directly in front of me who had just tossed a cigarette butt on the ground. He told her that she is being issued a ticket and would have to attend an environment awareness course. I turned around and started explaining to these cops, who were very very tall like 7 feet tall so I was speaking to them with my neck all the way back, that it was unfair for them to do this. I had to go to a course like previously and it’s our employer’s fault for not providing proper ash buckets. They didn’t really seem to care.
Then it was time to go inside to the stadium where a high level exec was scheduled to give a presentation. I was a bit late walking in the stadium but the presentation seemed to be delayed. The stadium was extremely steep. I tried to make my way down to the 1st tier because that’s where I was supposed to sit. However, the steps were so steep and the 1st tier was so far that I felt like I was 100 stories up from where I needed to be. I looked around and saw some other familiar co-workers so decided I would just sit up here. I walked down a few steps, down the super narrow aisle, bumping people against the shoulders as I did and they seemed annoyed with me. Then I finally found a seat.