A Timeline in the Steet

I was in an old hotel. All marble and sandstone. There were so many doors along the front of the building. Enormous doors that were so heavy and hard to open. When you could get them open they opened directly out on to the street, but the street was like a giant high speed conveyor belt. As you stepped out on to the street you expected to get whooshed along with the fast moving motion of the street, but instead you immediately end up on the opposite side of the street, on the sidewalk which ran along the side of an ocean wall with a very calm ocean behind it.

Once across the street all hell was breaking loose. Planes were coming in to land across the ocean to an airport that I presumed was on the other side of the city. But none of them made it. Every plane that came in low over the ocean edge, over the city, crashed into one of the many skyscrapers that lined the city's edge. They would hit towards the top of the building then fall down to the street. The crowds on the street all started to move away from the crashed planes to a park away from the buildings. I saw the occasional familiar face in the moving crowd. There seemed to be an unusual amount of famous actors in the crowd. Ben Kingsley bumped into me in the confusion and I asked him what all the actors were doing? He quickly, urgently yelled that Ron Howard was making a movie with a large ensemble cast and then he was gone. I couldn't handle all the drama so I tried to get back to the hotel.

I managed to get back into the same door that I had exited earlier but the foyer looked different to how it was when I left. I saw some of the faces about to leave the hotel that I had just seen on the other side of the street. I saw Ben Kingsley again so I walked up to him to see if he could shed light onto what was going on. He didn't remember me even though it was only moments earlier we had been speaking. He told me that he was told that the street out front was a "timeline" and you never knew at what stage you would enter it or leave it. I thanked him for the information and let him know that Ron Howard was in the crowd across the street making a movie with a large ensemble cast. He thanked me and left the hotel through one of the many large doors.

I walked to the edge of the foyer to a small theatre where there was about ten people watching what looked to be a circus performance. There on the stage was a woman in a sequined costume connected to a harness and safety line that hung from above. She was laying on the stage and, from her movements, I presumed she was trying to raise herself above the stage. She kept trying but was not able to get off the floor. The other people watching all turned away dejected like she had been trying for some time and was never going to raise up. As soon as they left she started to rise and even did a few tumbles in the air - but nobody witnessed this except me. So I ran towards the stage shouting "You did it!" She turned around to see me as she hung mid air and looked disappointed that she now had an audience of one. As I walked closer to the stage I recognised the aerial acrobat - it was Suzy Quatro.