Well, I remember a scene where I was sitting alone in the back of a subway car; there didn’t seem to be anyone else in the car at all.
I remember a very active, abstract painting, where all the bold colors were in the center of the painting- it may have been a house in the center, because I remember it being a rectangular figure.
And I was on a mission with, like, 5 other people. All I remember is a girl with long blond hair & turquoise streaks sitting directly in front of me in a car, with her head tilted as though she was falling asleep; a male presence sitting to my left, possibly afro-americo; and a female presence driving. I know we had just witnessed a murder (by handgun), and whoever had done it planned on leaving the body there. I remember thinking ‘that’’s not how we’ have done things; we always at least dispose of the body’. We were driving to another murserous situation. It was nighttime, and rainy out.
