I woke up dreaming that a good friend and i had been walking on foot for close to a year abroad and were captured near the border of pakistan. After befriending a guard into giving us some local cloths and slowly getting to know him over the course of a few weeks, we found out we’d been taken to a militant camp somewhere in Iraq. We planned an escape of sorts and found our distraction moment to get away. We then spent like 7 months moving around Iran and Pakistan, befriending various militant groups and blending in since we had the look to do so. When we were walking over the border of Pakistan and Kashmir i woke up.