Dream

I am on a train with my sister who is in charge of a young Indigenous boy around 2 years of age. She has something else on and asks me to take over and bring the boy to the authorities. I agree to the charge and end up in a dark garage where a small group of others are gathered and waiting.

A large roller door opens and male agents appear and start proceedings. Our first instruction is to surrender our phones for an identity wipe. They have machines which scan the phones and remove your online identity. I feel I'm in the wrong place and not sure whether I can trust these men...will we be tortured? A younger agent approaches me and offers to take the boy off my hands. I tell him I have changed my mind and they permit me to leave with grace. I take the boy and get out as fast as I can. I make it to my car and hope I'm not being followed.

Before I drive off, I find myself in another section of the grounds - it's a house that's part of this set up with many people milling around...they feel like churchy types. I sit down to do some gift wrapping? And then start to leave.

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