For some reason I had gone to a largish mall, or interconnected series of large interiors, towers. Soon after departing from my mother I saw men coming into the place and securing locations. They were dressed in all black with ski masks and Mp5s or UMPs. I was far enough away not to be able to tell. They didn’t seem violent or crazed, but quite professional. I was oddly calm about my mother. I guess I believed that they were not there to hurt people, perhaps a robbery or something?
Effectively I escaped to outside their perimeter, and my mother was inside. There was little I could do without further risking her and my life. I waited near the perimeter and tried to find my way in. I remember making one foray in only to turn away after discovering that my route made me entirely to visible.
Eventually she was released as the men simply dispersed. ? I didn’t ask. I remember sitting with her on the floor with my stuff and trying to make sure I had everything. I discovered that I had one of those ski masks mixed into my stuff. I wondered if someone had put it in my bag or if it was just coincidence. Either way I hid it quickly as to not arouse any undue suspicion.
The other thing I remember was stripping down to my underwear in a hotel room. I guess I was in on some sort of travel business. I then discovered that I needed something from the front desk. I put on shoes, no pants, just shoes, and trucked it to the elevator. As I descended I realized that I could be seen from a stage. It was as if the glass elevator was just nearly off stage, but enough to be seen. I of course glared back, and fortunately whatever was on stage was more interesting than me in my boxers. Whatever. I remember waving to someone and grinning, thinking, “Well, now there’s one more thing you know.” I was pretty calm about the whole thing, surprisingly.