- I have braces again and they are uncomfortable so I go to pull the wire from my braces and, when I pull the wire, my teeth fall out. Not all at once, not cleanly, but shards and chunks of teeth. I run to the mirror and what is left are jagged broken pieces of teeth, and I scream.
- I'm at the lake where I used to lifeguard in the summer, and I look down at my arms and my tattoos are rubbing off, flakes of black dust kicking up everywhere, and I am afraid.
- I'm in the car and I can't control it, the brakes are bad and the accelerator is incredibly sensitive, I brake and the car spins out, I give it gas and it shoots forward, I can control the general direction but it always overshoots the mark and leaves me worse than before, I cannot get the car under control, and I see the cops coming up over the ridge and I know that when they catch me they will kill me.
Something has to change.