It is night, and has suddenly snowed, just an inch or two on the ground, and apparently because of this I have no way to get home. Except if I use that motorcycle there, which isn't mine, but it doesn't appear to be locked. I'm sure they won't mind if I borrow it; I'll return it as soon as I can. I jump on and start the motor, and then realize that I have no way to carry Bella (my dog), who is there with me. But then she takes off running at top speed (actually considerably faster than her IRL speed) up the sidewalk, and all I can do is keep up with her on the bike. I'm worried about her running out in the street, but she stays on the sidewalk, and all the turns seem to be to the right so she doesn't have to cross the road. We pass on Garden Home Road and turn right on Oleson as if toward my Miles Court house.