I was on a boat of some kind. Smaller than a cruise ship. It reminded me a little of the boats we used to take to Boblo Island as kids, but a little larger. I was with two adult women, who I seemed to understand were related to me and also Justin Bieber was there. He was either my boyfriend or I wanted him to be or something. He kept accusing me of farting. At some point the boat started to capsize and I crawled out a window and there was a hill next to it and I clawed my way up. I turned and saw the boat go underwater and I didn’t know what happened to everyone else.
I started walking around and it was like an outdoor market in what appeared to be an Asian country. I saw the two women from the boat on a bench, warming themselves with towels from the shipwreck. I asked if they knew if Justin Bieber made it and they shook their heads.
I crossed through a gate into a different kind of place and a woman was following me and I didn’t know why. Then an alarm sounded. I asked what it was and she said it was the flooding alert. The flood waters were going to rush through the market and into the other country across the gate as a punishment.
In my mind I remembered learning that these two countries, which were separated by the gate, had a bad history and for years the gate was closed due to an intentional flooding of one country by the other. There had not been flooding in years so this was a shock that it happened. There was a sad story that everyone knew about a couple in love who was separated because they ended up on opposite sides of the gate and could not be together.
When I saw the gate start to close, I worried that I would be separated from Justin Bieber if he had survived because he would be on the opposite side of the gate. I ran to try to get to the other side before the gate closed, but didn’t make it. There was a soldier or police officer there and he told me to just hold on to the railing as the flood waters went through or I would drown. I held on tight and was very scared. In my mind, though, I was thinking that if the gates never reopened I could just go to the airport and fly to the other country.
Eventually the flood waters subsided and the gate swung open. I started walking to the other side and as I turned a corner I was horrified to see another gate and hundreds of people were crushed up against it as they had tried to escape the flood waters. Most of them were dead, but some of them were still alive and calling out names of their family members.
As I was in shock at this sight, E appeared and started talking about the director of the movie we were watching. I told him that we would talk about it after the movie was over because he was ruining my emotional reaction to the scene.
The scene changed to me in a bunk in what seemed like refugee housing or something. I heard a familiar voice in the next room and it was Justin Bieber, alive, but getting medical treatment. I went over to him and he said that the last three years have been magical and he can’t wait to get his braces off.
And then I woke up.