Pandora's Dream

Cameraman: What was the last weirdest dream that you had?

*Pandora took a moment to think*

Pandora: Well, there is one dream last night.

Cameraman: What was it?

Pandora: I had wings. Big white feathered wings. I think I might have been flying.

Cameraman: Were you an angel?

*Pandora shakes her head*

Pandora: No.

Cameraman: Then what were you?

Pandora: I don't know.

Cameraman: What happened next?

*Pandora sat back in her chair*

Pandora: I was flying up in the sky.

*She moved her hands around in the air*

Pandora: Up. Up. Up. Up. Up. I don't know where I am going. The sky doesn't even look right.

Cameraman: What does it look like?

Pandora: Black, purple, pink, and green. Suddenly, little stars begin to appear in the sky. They looked so tiny.

*She reaches up to the ceiling*

Pandora: I reached out for one of them.

Cameraman: What happens next?

*She shrugs and her head*

Pandora: I don't know. It all becomes a blur to me. Round and round and round and round. I just keep floating up and up and up and up and up. I don't even feel a thing. Not even my wings.

*The camera lingers on her face as her eyes half-close. A dreamy smile spreads across her face*

Pandora: And then I wake up.

*The camera stays on her face as in slowly zooms in*