I'm sitting in a theater with a lot of people my age or younger. I don't know anyone here, but some faces seem familiar. We are here to watch some kind of presentation. I'm not really aware of its nature, but it is certainly something of a somewhat geek nature. There are tons of cosplayers here, as well as gamers and nerds overall talking about nerdy stuff. Though I'm not chatting with anyone, I feel at home among these people. The show hadn't started, so I was checking out the place. I notice that the seats behind mine are vacant. On one of them was a pile of metal pieces. I pick one up and examine it, recognizing it immediately (fake memory) - these were rare collectible metal plates that accompanied the Street FIghter IV action figure series (I have no idea if there is such a thing). They were rectangular 10 cm x 4 cm x 2 cm pieces of silver metal with the Street Fighter IV logo engraved, as well as some other text.

There was a pile of them just laying there on a seat. Thinking someone must have left them there, I pick them up (somehow, with two hands without dropping any of the 40 or so) and marvel at them. If no one claimed them, I'd take them with me. Shortly after, a blonde woman in her 60s, with glasses, takes one of the seats behind me. Other people start coming over and someone throws a blanket, covering some of the seats. I look behind and notice there's a different kind of metal piece, apparently lost on the blanket. The woman seems to be looking for something. I pick the metal piece and show it to her "Did you lose this, ma'am?" She takes it from my hand and eyes me suspiciously. "Yes." I didn't understand why she looked at me like that, but still I was trying to be a good guy. "By the way, earlier I found this pile of metal pieces. Did you leave it there? Are these yours?" She eyes me angrily, as if I had stolen the metal pieces, but just agrees and takes them back.

I'm a little offended, but give her the benefit of the doubt. I mean, she could have been having a bad day, who knows. I notice she still seems to be looking for something. I ask her if I can help. "It's my niece's bag [she used the word "bolsa"]. She left it somewhere around here.". I ask her to clarify - was it a woman's bag? Or a backpack? She says it's a teal backpack. I point her up to some seats where several bags and backpacks were left. I could even see one that matched her description. It turned out that it wasn't that one, but she soon found it anyway. Still, now she kept giving me the stink eye as if I had done something wrong. I guess she though I had originally stolen the metal pieces and then just pretended I was giving them back. The show ends (no memory of it) and we head out. I had to meet my mother who would apparently give me a ride.

For some reason, the woman was now walking along with me. I soon started to notice she was adamant in finding out I was actually a bad guy, or somehow finding something to blame me for. We are walking through a yard from what I know is a botanical garden. I pass a fenced area. She enters (it is the front door of the place), while I continue through the yard area. Both places are parallel, so she just goes on following me. At some point, she tells me to meet her up ahead as she had something to give me, and she wouldn't be able to do so through the fence. I tell her OK and continue. I soon find myself in a small laboratory. I open a door, then a large metal door with a valve lock. I somehow know that while these are laboratories, people are allowed to walk in them. I recognize a botanical lab, a biology lab and something I thought was for study of bacteria and viruses.

I take a left and head into a small room where a few scientists are talking to my mother and the woman, who seems to be plotting something. A bearded young scientist comes up to me and leads me to a table. On a plate are a lot of Doritos, and he hands me a chocolate-covered cookie. He nods briefly and rolls his eyes at me as if he said "I know, I know, this is stupid, but let's get it over with." I suddenly understand everything: the woman had made the doctors administer me some kind of drug or alcohol test. I knew that if I ate that cookie and there was any trace of such substances on my body, my teeth would be colored pink or green (apparently my SC just mixed up drug tests with pH tests here). Apparently, she though I drank or did drugs, so she wanted to make me look bad in front of my mother. Not only that, if the test showed positive, I'd be defenseless against any other accusation she made.

I had nothing to fear. As the woman watched with an evil smile, I ate the cookie and nothing happened. The bearded scientist handed me a piece of paper. On it, was written something along the lines of "I lent my friend a book, but he gave it back with a mark on the cover. I told him to be careful but he wasn't, now there's this mark here that won't come off." I was puzzled, but the man explained that since the text mentioned a "mark", it meant I was clean. I munched on some Doritos while we confronted the woman. She was obviously embarrassed, and pretty much confessed to her plans (which I had correctly guessed). The scientists intervene and admitted to the test, mentioning among chuckles that the alternative was having me drink 5 liters of vinegar (what?). We were about to settle the matter. I'd just apologize to her and she'd forget all this and stop bothering us. I stood in front of her and the background darkened. No. I wouldn't apologize. SHE was in the wrong. I never did anything wrong. I stared at her angrily. I was about to say I wasn't going to apologize, when I woke up.