I’m at a work event, we’re donating blood and get burger king as a reward. The blood donation is freaky though — one guy puts a soft plastic “guide” or something on the skin and the other takes a big Bioshock needle and extracts blood. To compensate they flush you with saline, but its literally a flush there must have been a pump pushing the saline through the system very quickly. It felt refreshing though. Never got to have burger king. As I take a seat to rest a dog comes up to me and whispers in my ear that she wants to see “my new ear”. I look at the wall and it is filled with political statements I’ve made. I feel ignorant.

A group of survivors from a catastrophe. They’ve come to the surface. They realize the machines keeping certain people segregated have been destroyed, the oppressed can experience the surface freely now. One person says we need to go “back down” for reasons I cant recall, something left unfinished.