I awake to find myself on the bus. It is crowded here. People stare at me, the white woman, finding herself there, on the back of the bus, wondering how the hell I got there and where we are all going.

There is an ebb and flow of people, getting on and off at each stop. I can’t see the street names. I look around to orient myself, but the signs are all fuzzy, and I don’t recognize the buildings.