Dreamt that i was part of a team on a submarine that discovered a violent new species of killer whales and narwhals, the beasts ripped apart some of our friends so we had to take them down. The killer whales were of a colossus size with horns, i nearly got hit a couple of times. I then met a man who offered me a bestival ticket, we traveled a long time on the bus and skipped the queue in a thriving metropolis, we moved into plain white, abstract room seated with upper class people. We left, i never saw Björk.