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I am watching a film that involves a heist on a mansion. I don’t remember what they are there to steal, but they find out the hard way that the mansion is protected by mutant dolphin-shark hybrids.
Essentially, they’re either mammalian sharks with the intelligence of a dolphin, or dolphins with shark-like predatory instincts and teeth. They can also move around on land, despite having no legs. They’re also surprisingly fast. The dolphin-sharks come crashing through the windows, picking off the heist team one by one and eating them.
I leave the cinema, which turns out to be in Indonesia somewhere. I remember I am here because Telephones! magazine has a local office. I walk to the street where the office is. A large crowd has gathered in the street for some reason, and there are a lot of people standing on the balconies overlooking it.
I am talking to someone trying to find out what’s going on when some gravel falls next to us. At first I think a cat or something has knocked over some loose masonry from the balcony above us. Then I look up and see the whole front wall of the building beneath the balcony is starting to crack. I warn everyone to get back and get off the balcony fast. Just as we get everyone on the street clear, the entire front of the building collapses. Amazingly, the people on the balcony aren’t hurt.
This was the building my office was in, so the management offers to put us up temporarily in another building on the other side of the block. However, the building isn’t nearly as nice as the previous one – it’s fairly ancient, and looks like an abandoned govt building. Also, in order to move in, all employees are required to provide samples of bodily fluids. We are each given a tray with different compartments on it, each one labeled to show what goes where. Some are obvious – some otherwise (one is labeled “sand”).
And then I woke up.
Moving in,
This is dF
Essentially, they’re either mammalian sharks with the intelligence of a dolphin, or dolphins with shark-like predatory instincts and teeth. They can also move around on land, despite having no legs. They’re also surprisingly fast. The dolphin-sharks come crashing through the windows, picking off the heist team one by one and eating them.
I leave the cinema, which turns out to be in Indonesia somewhere. I remember I am here because Telephones! magazine has a local office. I walk to the street where the office is. A large crowd has gathered in the street for some reason, and there are a lot of people standing on the balconies overlooking it.
I am talking to someone trying to find out what’s going on when some gravel falls next to us. At first I think a cat or something has knocked over some loose masonry from the balcony above us. Then I look up and see the whole front wall of the building beneath the balcony is starting to crack. I warn everyone to get back and get off the balcony fast. Just as we get everyone on the street clear, the entire front of the building collapses. Amazingly, the people on the balcony aren’t hurt.
This was the building my office was in, so the management offers to put us up temporarily in another building on the other side of the block. However, the building isn’t nearly as nice as the previous one – it’s fairly ancient, and looks like an abandoned govt building. Also, in order to move in, all employees are required to provide samples of bodily fluids. We are each given a tray with different compartments on it, each one labeled to show what goes where. Some are obvious – some otherwise (one is labeled “sand”).
And then I woke up.
Moving in,
This is dF
