I'm standing as if on a catwalk, up high in a huge building like an airplane hangar. There is this tower, or maybe two, on the massive floor of this building, that looks like a sort of haphazard stack of orange and yellow tiles.

This tower is holding a swarm of mechanical robot bees like in Black Mirror. And as I'm watching, it's like somebody pulls a trigger. This is it, they're letting out the bees. And suddenly the tower collapses, and I know it's time to run.

I'm immediately outside, running as fast as I can along a city street, and as I pass people, I think maybe I'm getting safer, because the bees will stop with them. But there are too many, there's no way to outrun them, and I feel two of them land on my back and start stinging mechanically.

I collapse on the street, and soon lose consciousness. Some time later, I wake up, and somebody is looking down on me. They give me some instructions for what to do next, as though I have been now enslaved.