I was driving my 4x4 through the desert, right after Monsoon. I splashed through running water and went up and down hills, passing saguaro and barrel cactus. The moon was full and huge.
I stopped and two lions ran up, one male, one female. I opened the truck door and they jumped in. I cuddled with them. I saw a ragged barrel chested man (almost a skeleton) running through the desert. My lions jumped out and attacked the man. I called for someone to come get him.
I entered a small building, it was an elevator. I went far far down and exited out into a corridor that had rich golden wood and mellow paint. I greeted people and went down to check the jails. They were beautiful wood and inside there was a bookshelf of "self help" books, a kiosk for brainwashing, and a twin bed and bathroom. All was as it should be.
I took the barrel chested man and left him in one of the cells. I took his cat for questioning. She was a black and white cat. I carried her to the elevators, which were refrigerators. One was full of frozen bodies and the cat freaked. I reassured her and found the proper fridge. We went down to a huge corridor filled with moving chairs. There were people traveling to and fro using their smart phones to control the chairs and stopping them at their destinations.
I found our stop and got off at the interrogation center. We went in.