The Prize
I'm driving in my car near a city. The city turns out to be New York, but it appears to be pre-9/11 because the World Trade Center is there. I take a left onto a bridge. There is construction going on and for some reason there is a heightened military presence around the bridge. I notice helicopters to the right and a submarine. The bridge also appears to be under construction. I'm driving along and wondering how the bridge will connect to a higher bridge. I'm feeling it will be impossible. It turns out the bridge doesn't connect at all, but goes down and makes a large arc. I must get distracted because I start to veer off the bridge. At this point I realize that the bridge doesn't have any guard rails. My car careens off the bridge and has a fiery explosion when it hits the base of the bridge below. Now I'm standing on the bridge near where my car flew off. I have this thought that death is like a video game. You just start again where you left off. Now I have no car, though, so I begin walking back across the bridge. On the way, I run into Catherine. We stop and have a conversation. She and I walk together to a battleship or aircraft carrier. There's a requirement that all guests put on military fatigues. I select a particularly green set and put them on. Then we walk upstairs to what appears to be a galley. Elizabeth is working in there and Catherine mentions to me that Elizabeth has won some great prize. She's going to inform her about it. She seems to think it's great that I'll be there when she hears about it. Elizabeth is wearing a grey button up sweater. Catherine walks over and pretends Elizabeth hasn't won anything. She's obviously planning to fool her sister. After I feel the facade has gone on long enough, I whisper to Elizabeth through an empty paper towel roll that she won. She's excited and not believing at the same time. It's great to see her happy. I end up hanging around for awhile and eventually decide it's time to leave. I say goodbye to Elizabeth, but she's not there anymore. I look around a little bit for her, but figure she must have had something to do. I walk out and change out of the fatigues.
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