In my nightmare, I was walking in a dense fog on a city street. There was a lot of traffic noise, and I was walking against a very strong wind. The wind was so strong that I couldn’t see anything in front of me. It blew me from side to side. I was very cold and I had a blanket wrapped around my shoulders. There was a lot of noise from the traffic. I was getting more and more frightened. I yelled out to a policeman. “What am I doing here?” I asked him. He shouted back to me, “You’re in a dream.” And then he laughed and blew his whistle again.