I'm in a television studio, where they shoot a news program. There are different areas with different setups and backdrops, and where I am, chairs for a small audience of about 20 people or so. We're watching and interview out on the floor, where a white woman is talking to a black man. Suddenly the man starts punching and lashing out. Other people join, and it turns into a riot, with everybody running around and throwing things. The whole place erupts into chaos.

I'm just trying to avoid trouble but I end up face-to-face with the original instigator, and I confront him, saying "what the f***, man?"

He answers by throwing a punch at me, but I manage to dodge, so it doesn't connect. I ask him again, "dude, what are you doing?"

He throws another punch, again misses, and after I confront him verbally again, a third punch. But then, he seems to give up.

I take over the whole scene, loudly commanding "Ok, News Program Take 2, starts in 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...", and making my way back to my audience seat, though now the chairs and floor are soaked with red wine that somebody threw around during the rioting. Still directing, I sit down in the wine anyway, and everybody else goes back to their places, and the news program begins again.

But then a large white man slips in, quietly passing in front of me, at the same time pulling a handgun from a holster. Looks like a mass shooting in the making. I immediately dart out the door that the guy just came in, and once outside, look for the first place I can hide where he won't know where to look. I crouch behind a cement wall in a dark corner, but then there is a light shining on the ground around me, as if somebody is standing above me shining down with a flashlight. I start to look up... and wake up.