Alien invasion. Slugs with a conscience. Their superiority complex was justified by their overcoming of overpopulation or single best place. Surrounding us, gradually thinning out our numbers without any seeming engagement. When we reached a critically low number, I made a break for it. Their overconfidence wouldn't allow them to run, so I lost them by the time I reached the car lot. Broke a car window even though it would attract attention. Unable to hotwire, trying most of the red-other color wire combinations. Tried again in a convertible Audi, but while it was more user-friendly, it also seemed more tamper-proof. Making compromises but not succeeding, even in company of ML. Wake up right before trying the PA zebra. After staying up long enough to blaming ML for his inability, return to the dream with the case that he should know. He remembers and goes for it but I only keep up with him long enough to see he uses special keys. He gets it alright, but takes a girl in a two seater and leaves me with wasted time.
The aliens are marching closer, and the cars are getting sparser.