Stranger in a city

Date: 10/19/2020

I was in a city. Sidewalks, streetlights, buses, people walking fast and with purpose. But I was just standing there, looking around. A stranger took my hand. I looked up at him; we made eye contact but didn’t speak. He was a tall man in a black coat with eyes that felt very expressive. I could somehow understand that he was wanting to take me somewhere. He gently pulled my arm, and we began to walk. I wasn’t sure where we were going, I just followed him and looked around at the city as we went along. Finally, we made it to a tall sky scraper. I remember seeing that it was on 15th street. There was something off about the building; it was oddly flimsy, like a bouncy house. It looked like it may collapse under the weight of a heavy wind. He lead me up to a room. It was empty, completely devoid of furniture. The floors were off-white carpet, and the walls were solid glass.