roswell

I'm hiking on some large boulders up a river with a group of friends and family. It feels like South America. We come to a large house that is like a rest center for hikers. There's food and some folks who are taking care of us. Then it's time to continue our hike and I start back down the river, but I notice my wife and my mother are missing. I tell the others to go on, that we will catch up with them.

I go back into the house and call out for my wife and mother but get no answer. I check from room to room and finally find them, with several other hikers, tied up and gagged. I untie them and my they tell me they are being held captive by soldiers because there is a revolution going on. I go back through the house and hear a fight going on. There are two groups of soldiers fighting with each other over who gets the captives.

In the midst of the fight I grab a rifle from one of the soldiers and aim it at them. I tell them nobody gets the captives, that we are leaving. I call out to my wife and to my mother that we've got to get out of here. They call back to me that they are packing. So here I am, holding an old rifle on a dozen mean looking soldiers while my wife and my mother are "packing'. WTF!!!