I don't pretend to understand them.
I work as a secretary to a minister who owns a company. I make an illegal move of funds, transferring money to a snack machine in another room. A pile of candy bars spills out, which I put into a bucket. I pour the bucket out on the floor next to my computer. As I share the candy with Skot, I begin to think about the repercussions of what I've done, and realize that there is evidence that could implicate me. I scoop the pile of candy bars into a bucket and run around, eventually hiding them under a blanket. Hiding the candy bars will not help, though, as the evidence is in a bank computer, thousands of miles away.
A bunch of young people are milling about in what looks like a vast indoor mall with a road snaking around in it. I wait for someone, walk somewhere, and then on my way back I hear someone call my name. I stop and look around at the crowds, but don't see anyone looking at me. I turn back around and continue walking aongside the road, and a small truck drives up. Inside is Shannon, but as I look at her, I notice that her face is very similar to Torrey's. She opens the passenger side door and I duck down and squeeze into the car. We start talking, but I can't remember the dialogue.
My spaceman friend and I are clinging to a satellite shaped like a beach-ball, metallic gray, about the size of a small car. As we try to repair it, we are interrupted by another, smaller satellite that keeps bumping into ours. It glows, and there is a single button on the front, resembling the button I'd seen on the top of the toilet at Kinko's yesterday. At Kinko's, the toilet flushed when you thumbed the button. In space, I know that if you press the button on a satellite, it will detonate with a nuclear explosion and vaporize you. Part of Star Wars, or some other defense initiative gone haywire. We are also botherd by a space monster, humanoid robot that shoots lasers from its eyes. It burns the airlock to our ship and we can't get in. My buddy finds a switch underneath the monster's skin on it's shoulder that makes it malfunction and twitch. We take the opportunity to escape.