Walk out from my room onto the field. Get close to the dumpster, and a frisbee comes my way. It’s my friend-I try to catch it, but it’s heavy. We toss it a bit, I look through the dumpster. We walk back as a teacher comes with a class into the room next to the field. We get to the door and another teacher asks why we’re not in class. We stutter, then say we’re done. She asks about the project and I say I have my photos. We go towards my room, then turn back to the field.
Watching a car ad-a guy gets in a taxi, it lets him off at a cafe, the owner gets him something to drink, a terrorist is going to set off a bomb. The guy runs around the outside, hides, grabs a child as men with guns come looking for him.