rebels

Date: 1/5/2017

i was with someone in a distorted version of my childhood home. it was night and i saw a bunch of guys come out of the house across the street but it was hard to see that far away. when i focused on them i saw them fighting violently and it seemed to be a bunch of white guys in uniforms viciously attacking cops. after that we realized we were in an unsafe world where something very bad was going on. i was then in a foreign country try and it was hard to tell who was good and who was bad, who was police,who was fighting for good and who was bad. everyone seemed to be wearing jumpsuits which made it hard to tell what "side" they were on. whenever i was outside we all panicked because it was very dangerous. mostly i hid in a warehouse. a man attacked me in the elavator and began grabbing me. i was caught by one of the bad ones. he kept pointing to my outfit which i wondered why i was wearing. it was a jumpsuit with some kind of badge. i said im not a cop! i'm. public safety officer ! (i'm not) somehow i was able to escape back into the building. my family was there but in a different floor. the phones were disconnected and i was angry that they left me alone.