Outside a library, with a childhood friend. The wall is covered in mosaics, random and brightly coloured. Outlined in white is the giant figure of the man on the exit sign, as well as the man on the toilet sign.
Driving away, the major road feels empty. The new ashphalt slowly turns to gravel, then to a rocky creek. Reaching the top of a steep hill, what was once a big city is now just fields of grass, stretching into the horizon. To my left a creature stares at me, with the head of an owl and the body of a large waterfowl.
Looking down, I realise that I have switched genders. I feel my body as both male and female, at the same time. Uncomfortable with the androgony, I gaze down a lush sinkhole below me. Looking down into the dark depths.