There is more WTF in this than my simple mind can even comprehend. Though this must be a dream, I find myself experiencing the aftermath of the Tokyo subway attack – through the eyes of a woman named Sarah.
We fought our way through the station where I came across a scene that I’m not likely to forget anytime soon.
The dream, or whatever the hell just happened, is now over and I’m awoken on the street by the lady from the pub. Damn, she must think i’m the crazy dude who thinks he’s Jesus.
The dream is over but the experience has left me dazed and heavy-limbed.