Arrested

I was in Llancarfan outside my old house and there were a load of guitars and parts of drumkits in the parking space at the front. Daniel Hall and I grabbed as many as we could carry and ran away. We abandoned them after a little while because someone had noticed they were gone. Then I was on the pavement near Barry Docks train station and a policewoman arrested me for the theft of the instruments. Of course I denied everything but I didn't think running off with the guitars was a big deal anyway because we didn't keep them. The policewoman was a bitch. I rang my dad who told me not to answer any questions until my lawyer came, but the bitch kept accusing me and trying to get a reaction. I couldn't just not say anything but as soon as I started replying I said really incriminating things.

Island

There was some kind of national/global emergency and there was no food anywhere. I was standing on a little island sticking about 10metres out of a river covered in weeds and brambles and there was a motorway flyover above me. There were looooads of people walking on the motorway carrying suitcases and vases being pointed in different directions by men in uniforms. They were going to be killed but they didn't know it yet. I was hiding in the brambles until eventually all of the civilians were gone and there were just the officers left. The island started to drift down the river and I thought I was going to escape but the people followed it along on the riverbank. I remember thinking "but I'm the heir to Dior, they can't kill me."