I've borrowed an iPhone from someone I just met in waking life. Its batteries are low. It's sitting on a table and a young man sitting across from me is blowing onto the screen - the screen is showing a blowtorch responding to his breath and there's also a blowtorch coming out of his mouth. I'm wondering if he's trying to recharge it.
In another part of the room, I see frogs - I think they are mine - laying eggs and letting them roll down leaves of wide-leaved grass. There are small piles of gray powder on the floor resembling insect dusting powder I recently spilled in waking life. I'm trying to remember what use the powder has.
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