I have been asked to gather some work for an exhibition in a few hours. Although im not prepared for this, and there is no way I can do it, for some reason I agree.
I turn up for work but find out a mafia boss is in control. He takes an immediate dislike to me and starts pushing me around and telling me I will never work here again. A little later I stop and find myself pouring acid on his dismembered body. I am unsure if I murdered him or not.
I handed someone a baguette however they refused to eat it until I verified the use by date. In the meantime I took a bite then noticed the baguette was a year past its use by date. I turned the baguette over and it was covered in mould and fungus.
I am in a hotel carrying my father or an old man up some stairs to his room. When we reach the room it is bigger than I thought and seems to be partially submerged in water. Some others join us. We seem to be waiting for a nuclear war or some attack.
I am driving a campervan in a canal. There are other cars using the canal as a road. I notice a large fishing boat coming toward us in the opposite direction. I try to swerve to avoid it but drive straight into a net. I jump out the van into the water and watch at the side of the canal as the campervan is crushed.
I am a manager in an office and I have just employed Morrissey to work for me. He doesn’t seem to be coping too well with the tasks i’ve assigned him.
I am standing inside a large building which may be a bank.
There are hundreds of school children around me panicking. An alarm is going off as there is some type of emergency which may be fire. I hear a voice in the background shout “everyone to the next room.” I watch as everyone runs out the door to the next room. I walk slowly behind as I don’t feel the same sense of panic. As I walk out the door I notice a metal fire cage is slowly moving downward I shout out to everyone that they are in the wrong room but no one hears me. I step back into the room and look up as the metal cage surrounds and protects me. I hear a explosion and know the others are dead.
I am in an office or classroom. To my left I can see bundles of paper on fire. To my right there is a discussion or negotiation on how to save the paper from burning. It is not long before I realise that it is Morrissey’s lyrics that are on fire both his lyrics from the Smiths and his solo work. I decide to write his lyrics on some paper so he won’t be forgotten but when I finish I decide to throw them onto the fire as well.
A woman has appeared for an interview. I have already done her previous interview so I go in search of someone to take over. I am away for a long time and when I return my mother and a middle aged man are interviewing the woman. I become angry and bend down to whisper something to my mother but bite her hard on the back of her neck.
I find myself at what seems to be a train information kiosk. I am looking for a timetable to find out the last Fife circle train but its late and no matter how hard I look I can’t find the timetable anywhere.