waves - a dream

Talking to the beautiful woman via FaceTime as she’s on set with friends prepping for a film. Emma stone is there. There are a row of trampolines outside the grassed area in the shallow ocean crawling with children. By now I am there in person. One of her friends walks by with her breast out. She has one arm. I have seen pictures of her with one breast out somewhere before and am not surprised. Rogue waves come through every half hour and as they reach the side of the 50 ft studio walls they grow to that height as well and a 50 foot wall of water rolls over the trampolines and disappears leaving a foot or so of water in the courtyard where we sit. With the last wave a boy washes in face down in the shallow water and someone says he’s dying. There are people standing around him one is on hands and knees trying to see his face without touching him. I can’t understand why they aren’t taking him out.  A man standing there says he’s dying but it’s not the water it’s the impact on the courtyard and I understand then that his skull is crushed and if they take him out of the water he will bleed out anyway.