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I'm hiding away under a huge concrete bridge-like structure that remind me of my bunker dreams from this time last year. It feels like post apocalypse but then I was wondering why two shiny new cars (red and dark blue) crash just off the bridge and also off the bridge a few women are on a park bench trying out scented lotions. The two men from the crashed cars run to hide across from me under the bridge and start hitting each other with hub caps. They don't see me but a woman appears beside me and offers me a very tiny blue tube of scented lotion. I take the cap off and it accidentally squirts on my face and glasses.