Tension was building up inside me as I approached the control room of the TV station. I had to get the truth out to the public by hijacking their broadcast. Carefully I eyed the movements of the camera crew and waited for a window to silently slide in.
One of the assistants had an apprehensive look on his face, but he was willing to help me. As I walked into one of the broadcast rooms, the rest of the crew started to look at me suspiciously. At the corner of the room, the camera was setup for me to override their transmission. I was about to tell the truth to the world as the rest of the station crew started to surround me.
In the next scene, the sky was black but it was peaceful. White and blue birds were flying about, circling into a vortex that opened up to a brighter sky. The fountain in front reminded me of Piazza Navona.
Above the balcony of the hotel, I saw an image of a woman. She was very beautiful, and her presence gave me a very calming effect. She whispered something to me but I couldn’t hear it, though I knew she was asking me to be patient.
When the woman faded away, so did the plaza. What was left was a dilapidated grey brick wall, and a girl who was standing next to me. She was young and had short hair. She started to move her hand towards me, but I brushed it aside.
(taken from my dream journal)