I'm coming out of a terminal of some sort, be it an airport or subway, I don't really notice. However, I do notice things look different. The way people dress, the way they look at me, and the cars look like the ones from I,Robot. I discover I'm in the future, but strangely I feel like I'm viewing it as if from a movie. Strangely enough too, I'm a black man, tall and thin, but even then I don't *feel* like I am, more like I am watching myself from outside of myself, kinda like that Jon Malcovich movie.

I proceed out of the terminal into the lobby. I see TVs hanging from the ceiling so people can watch, but their broadcasts are unintelligible to me. People seem surprised to see me. Somehow I get the feeling this is going to be a string of "Demolition Man" scenes. I was right. The scene changes...

I'm walking through a food court. I see food prices are astronomical. Yes, Taco Bell was there, $7 for a drink, $20 for a burrito. My mouth dropped when I saw it. The Chinese restaurants nearby however were much more reasonably priced,($10 for a meal) and the workers kept encouraging me to patronize their establishment. Since I didn't know how much money was in my bank account, I decided to go with the cheaper option. People still look at me funny. The scene changes...

I'm in what appears to be a bank, but it looks more like a McDonalds with the low food counters and a cash register at the front. Two fat bald guys in blue shirts and ties(they look like managers?) were waiting there for me. I ask to withdraw some money and they do so, and when I leave I heard one of them say to the other, "Did you tell him he only has 20 dollars left?" "No, he'll find out sooner or later." The scene changes...

I'm invited onto a basketball court and I realize why people stare at me. I'm the only black person on the court, and I'm also the only black man in this entire dream. So I go onto the basketball court, thinking I was gonna shoot some hoops. I get tossed a squishy-feeling volleyball. What the heck? I can't dribble with this. Instead I throw it at the hoop for a three pointer. My "teammates" get angry and yell at me. "Don't you know how to play trollerball?" I tell them to give me a basketball. They do but it's one of those small novelty balls they give out at carnivals. I proceed to shoot from the 3-pointer line, sinking it in. I then slam-dunk it several times(which isn't all that hard). When I'm done I look around at the court and everyone is just staring at me awestruck. The scene changes...

I'm coming out of that terminal again, however I have a girlfriend on my arm. She's short, somewhat thin, with shoulder-length black hair. She tells me her name is Jackie. We enter the lobby and I remember that first time here in the future. She tells me everything's going to be okay now, and I say, "I know Janice, but it's still not my home." She gives me an angry look and says "Janice?! My name isn't Janice!" and she stalks off into the lady's room, a place where no man can go. I sigh at she leaves, and I know she's gone for good. Just then a blond woman walks up to me and asks me if I was that famous basketball player on TV. I said, "yup." She takes my arm and we walk out of the building.

And then I wake up.