Tuesday, April 10, 2018
I was in Central America somewhere. We were to be building a road the length of Central America. I was told to go to a certain place along the way to start working, so I started walking. I left the town we were in, it was poor, and walked. Suddenly I was walking and came to a split in the land where it was narrow, and was split by the ocean. I walked and fell off. I caught myself. There was a woman in a white blouse and khaki skirt with me for some reason, when we turned back, wondering how we got hundreds of miles past where we were to go; two men wanted to stop us and kill us. I started to fight the, but seemed to have lost all impact and effectiveness in fighting. I awoke.