I dreamed I was born on a space station, found out that the air was running out, and then thrown in jail because I wanted to tell people about it.
And then to make matters worse, they drop a hundred of us juvenile delinquents back onto Earth to find out if its still an irradiated wasteland from a war a hundred years ago.
I don't know why it felt so real. Sometimes I blink my eyes and I'm back there.