I was standing around, waiting for something to happen. I was outside. Someone had told me this rumor that K was living in Canada, but I didn’t believe them. Suddenly, K appeared, driving a white van. She told me to get in. I did, and I asked her if it was true that she was in Canada. She said yes, and that it was where we were going. I saidi didn’t have my current passport. She said it was okay, that they didn’t care. Somehow, we got into Canada without going by border patrol. We had to go back to USA, though, and I didn’t know how we would get back in. K told me to tell them I lost my passport. We went through an underground tunnel.