i'm on a ship, inside. we're discussing something. one of the (female) crewmembers is explaining something and leans over me. she is a bit suggestive. other people notice. i don't mind. she goes outside.
later i go out too. i realize there's radiation outside (she wore a suit). when i come back in i go into the detox showery roomy thing.
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there is another russian boat right near us. one of our crewmembers is hiding in the water because he fell out. the boat was shooting missiles at us and at one point one of their crew jumped on out ship but got got by the guy who fell in the water.
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i'm in some weird house. somebody else is with me. we've kidnapped a cat. we're arguing about whether or not is a calico. i try not to restrain the cat (it doesn't like it). eventually it goes and lays down across the room. i don't know why we kidnapped it.
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it's in the future and i'm stranded somewhere random on a sand dune. there's some other partially crazy guy there too who gets worked up periodically and starts going off about radiation or something. we're there for a long time.
eventually we see planes coming to get us. they're those old cargo planes (well, old to us). it seems weird that they were able to just build them. it can land almost vertically.
their first attempt is a bit off. their second attempt is partially in the water so we hurry to get our stuff on.
