Confusing Canadian islands

Date: 5/8/2021

Somehow I wind up on an island in Canada, with a group of people that I know and work with. The island is shaped somos like a cube when you look at it on a map, and has the same bane as two other identical islands so we don’t even know exactly which one we’re on, so we have to go off off for information is a paper map. We are doing work there and I catch someone spying on us. I confront them and at first they try to walk away as if they were just meandering around. At first this person is a woman with long dark hair, and she explains to us that she is from the nsa, and that sound without like to observe us. We let her in. At some point the character of the woman becomes a man, and he tells us that there are other people trying to infiltrate the group and that we should not trust outsiders, even though he himself is an outsider. I am supposed to take three big bags of trash to the dump and he offers to go with me, which I accept. I remind everyone else not to trust outsiders and to always have a partner, not to wander off alone. As we are going to the dump I realize that I am in fact with an outsider, and I wonder if I can actually trust him. We drop the trash off and he says he has to stop by his apartment which I am fine with. While we are there I start doing heroin- I am unhappy with being on the island and don’t see a point. By the time we get back to the group I am strung out. There are holes in my face that I try to cover with make up. We are supposed to do a group photo and I keep trying to do my makeup so that the holes are not noticeable but eventually my makeup falls off, there isn’t enough skin in spots to hold it on. I start crying and hiding my face, telling another girl I don’t want to be in the picture. I show her my face and she understands. Then it almost like I am at some sort of reunion, for a camp that I used to go to. We are in the mountains, and it is twilight. These are big, snow capped mountains and we are on a plateau of one. Someone tells me to get in the hot tub for a group photo, and pointed out that somehow every photo in every in has a full moon in it. They show me the pictures and sure enough, there is the full moon over my left shoulder, with the sky in hues of pinks and blues as it’s rising. We are supposed to do some sort of relay race down and up a snowy hill. Everyone is in groups or has a partner but u and by myself. At first I am ahead in the race, but you need help to make it up the hill because it’s too frozen and slick to do on your own. I go from first to last because I cannot make it up on my own. I ask others for help and they help me up.