I was driving a semi-truck in a small town not far from the city. Someone was in the passenger seat. We were with a group of people. I followed the vehicle in front of me as he turned left onto a dirt road. The tiny road ran along the left side of a corn field. After about half a mile, we turned right and began following a path right through the corn which was brushing against the side of the truck.
As we reached the far side of the field we entered a clearing where we stopped. There were some small storage sheds where we unpacked our bags. I had with me about five shirts and one extra pair of underwear so I expected we were staying for five days. I wondered how the underwear thing was going to work out.
It was warm and I was wearing a tank top and shorts. A few of the guys were tossing around a Frisbee. I was delighted when they tossed it to me like I was a regular person. I caught it and backed up to throw it back. It went off to the left. It takes a lot more skill than you would think to toss a Frisbee straight. They thew it to me a few more times and I got better at it. There were some large storage racks like you would see in a warehouse that kept getting in the way.
A little later I walked down a path in the corn a little ways and found that there was a corn maze with a bunch of girls running around in it. I went back to the group of guys I was with and told them about it. They weren’t interested so I set off toward the maze by myself.
The path became a city street. I saw someone I knew and asked them how to get to the maze. They said to just go see Joe. At the end of the street there were a bunch of people milling about. There were a couple of cops leaning against something with their caps pulled down over their eyes, napping. I figured they were paid off and there just for cover.
I joined a line of people who each picked up a black music stand and carried it into a building. I did the same. Inside was a guy with a forklift who then carried the stands back outside again. After we put the music stand down we each picked up a box of books and carried it through a doorway where we stood in a short line. At the end of the line we put the box down and a woman stood there with an immunization gun attached to a hose. She immediately gave me a shot in the arm and pushed a pill down my throat like you would give medication to a dog. It was a combination of amphetamine and marijuana. We were not allowed to enter the maze without the shot and pill.
I woke up before I got to the maze. Bummer.