I was in Madison, biking around by myself. I biked through a little shopping street and left my bike outside the front of a library as I was going through. Realized afterwards that I would have to walk back to get it anyway. I went back inside to get it.
It was a video store. There was a clerk inside who really liked me, and he put his arm around me and started flirting with me. I couldn’t decide if I wanted to do anything with him. He clearly would have liked that. He gave me a job, and it turned out it was some kind of game-related company. His manager, an old, stern librarian-type lady, walked out and said that I seemed to only have TV experience on my resume. I disagreed and started telling her some of my qualifications.
However, at that point, a great war started to take place in the streets. I ended up on the other side as those guys. I was biking around and trying to stay out of danger. At some point, I looked up, and everyone was sitting quietly on a couch. It was over. “What happened?” I asked. Trevor was there, sitting on the couch, and he told me a truce had been signed and the war was finished.
As I was standing there, it came to my mind that I had been reading in a book that many psions are blind. Then, as the war ended, I was told that they can store interstellar spaceships in their eyes, burrowed in like little worms, to hatch and expand when they’re needed, and that was how the war would be resolved. The spaceships of the losing side would be tucked away and expanded in the future, when needed.
