DreamerX97

I am on a high floor of a hotel which resembles an upscale city hotel room. The room is rather empty,
and just has white walls and creme colored carpet.

I look through the window and see a large, crowded, and high tech city. It has many, many buildings
and I say "Looks almost like New York City...but different". The ground is becoming flooded with water
and buildings are being destroyed. Asides from the crashing buildings, it looks somewhat
beautiful (the water is clear, like a Mexican beach).

I am walking through a worn-down town and notice a 70-something man behind a storage shed. It's a very hot day and he appears
to be in bad health. He asks me to hold onto this "important" bowl of soup for a week and then return it to him, or else
he will die. He hands me the soup and I walk away.

One week, and one day later I return (for whatever reason I lost track of time). The old man is lying on the ground dead.

After witnessing that beautiful picture, I spot a cheerful black dog approaching me. I decide that it is best to not waste
the soup. I walk down the road with the dog tossing him pieces of chicken from the soup. After the bowl is empty, the dog leaves and I wake
up.