I'm in a restaurant with my parents waiting to be served. No one comes to our table - we watch other parties be seated, eat and leave. I get up to find the manager to complain and meet a tall woman with long dark hair just getting off a cell phone conversation during which she learned her father died or was gravely ill. We talk a bit and hug, we seem to be attracted to each other.
I find the manager and politely complain.
I walk to the entrance to the restaurant which opens into the mall, hoping to catch up with the tall woman to exchange numbers. I don't see her, but run into the manager again. He asks me who I'm looking for and tells me that the woman works there, gesturing inside. I walk in and sit at the bar waiting for her to walk by. There is a letter addressed to her father which also has my name on it. I see her at the other end of the bar, she seems in a very cheerful mood now. I get up to go talk to her, we meet in the middle and she kisses me passionately.
I sit at a table and find two men's wedding bands and a set of keys under the table. I find the same manager again and give him the keys. I think about telling him I also found another item of value and will return it if the owner can identify it, but decide to tell my new friend who works there instead.
I leave the mall and run into my new friend immediately outside. As we talk three men who seem to be secret government types approach, one with a gun drawn pointed at me. They make us walk with them, I yell for someone to call the police, but no one seems to pay attention. The men put an IV into my arm which is attached to another one of the men who walks in front of me. We approach a cliff and I kick the man in front of me over it. The IV tube stretches and I successfully sever it. The man gives a detailed description of his injuries.
We walk on and come to a gathering where many people have been kidnapped in the same manner I was. I become aware that the intention is to put us through a medical procedure that will put us in a zombie like state, able to be controlled by others and our services auctioned off for a year.
There is at least one woman there voluntarily. Listening to the answers to her questions, I lean that you can earn $625K for one mission, $10M for a year. Most of the work is for al Qaeda, also the US and other governments use zombies a lot.
In front of me there are several groups of four similar to the one I'm in. Two men in front, a kidnapped person connected to one of the people in front through an IV and a fourth in back with a gun. I grab the gun from the guy holding it on me and try to shoot the kidnappers with guns, but there aren't any bullets, just puffs of air that ruffle the targets' clothing. They fire back at me, but the same thing happens, just puffs of air.
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