I think we were all waiting for Sarah Brightman. It was dark.. We had to do something, which reminded me of buying something in a place like a merchandise store. I think I was in a costume it felt. She came out and I was like protecting her like she was scared. She was among us. We were supposed to be scared of her attacking or something. We had to get our way out. In the end I was there for her to care for her. I did something no one else did. I was ready and designated.
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