Dreamt that agents came to me at Mondeo, I somehow manage to get away.

I
feel like there was a funeral? Anyways; I get out and I’m running in these
exaggerated routes, and I remember judging myself for not running a straight
path to help. But then I see this guy following me, and I sneak into a community
library.

There I meet the librarian and I beg for her help, thinking about how lucky I
was because these people (spies) never know about the small community areas.

She told me to go into the back area for which I’m thankful, but then I have a
POV change where I’m her, and she’s thinking about how lucky it was that she
had chosen this library to stage her cover in. I realize I’ve been had.

There’s some movie style foreshadowing where I learn that there was going to
be a girl that was my friend and that I can trust her. Have some interactions with
these geriatric Asian dudes (they were like, very western) and they made some
joke about empathy day?? And I was like I don’t think you can teach that to
either of my grandpas even if they did know English.

There’s this explosion and I manage to get out in the chaos. The friend I was
talking BL about shows up. The female spy is trapped but not for long. We
(grandpas and I) go out and encourage onlookers to leave.

Friend and I go to a mall? The female spy has caught up. There are these
elevators and series of systems that only exist to move luggage up? We try to get
up through one and she grabs onto me. We somehow manage to convince
onlookers that we were justified because she was a sexual abuser of my friend
(implied) and start throwing luggage at her face. The systems are hard to predict
and we have to run around going up and figuring out how to sneak into the

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crowd. At one point my friend and I split up and we agree to meet at ‘12’.