I am at work taking over a project for a coworker who is leaving the company. The only thing left to do is convert the glove box of the client's vehicle into something that will heat up a meal with steam. I reassure the client I've done things like this before. I suggest that it might be worthwhile looking into getting an electric generator to run a microwave oven, but the idea meets resistance.
I'm working with a prototype meal - two sizes of chunks of deep fried chicken and rice. I'm disassembling the dashboard - there are two sizes of screws and I keep them separate my placing them with the two sizes of chicken chunks. I'm eating some of the chicken and it's very tasty.
The vehicle is carrying several large fish tanks with small manta ray like fish in it - they are black with sea anemone like tentacles all over. I'm at a big box hardware store looking for plastic plates divided into sections for the project. I can't find any. There are many blueberry bushes with stems that look like octopus tentacles - a blueberry will grow in each of the suckers.
For some reason, I have to suddenly leave very quickly. I drive off in the vehicle toward the ocean in Wilmington and happen to take a road that leads to the top of a mountain by the sea. The road is suspended over the mountain peaks, which are all rock and each peak has a propeller fixed on it's top.
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