I’m standing on a giant metal plate balancing on top of skyscrapers. It looks damn beautiful, but nothing makes sense.

Yeah, I know it's a dream. But I don't care about the logic. I care about my bag.

I left it by the water while playing a stupid game. Now it's gone. Stolen by some "retrieval team."

I'm barefoot. Late for class. And I am getting my stuff back. Even if I have to negotiate with a loaded gun.