I'm driving down a frontage road in a jeep full of people. We're speeding and I noticed that the water is full of old ruined boats, thousands and thousands, and all the buildings are ruins too. Everything around us is crumbling, rotting, falling apart. We are completely surrounded by the skeletons of old yachts and high rises and they just stretch on and on. We come to some tunnels and I have to remind the driver to pay attention so we don't crash into the walls. We speed through a field where a bunch of people with machine guns are standing around watching over the workers in the field. I beg the driver not to crash but of course he does, and the men with guns capture us and march us along with the rest of their slaves.