I'm walking back through tunnels underground beneath the highway and I see a lot of people from my high school class and they are all somber and some are hurt. They were at a party when the cops came and they all ran away like they w ere running from the Nazi regime. When I reach the end, teachers look at me, disappointed, even though I wasn't there. When I am back home, a big yellow bouncy ball arrives at my house carrying him and she brags about the way she kissed him.