I was standing with my wife atop a hill. To our left was an older government building. It had sloped roofs and was covered with brick, with architecture from the 1970s era. Suddenly the earth split open, cutting the hill in half. Along the seam, everything disintegrated and collapsed into the earth. I left quickly as the earth began to open, but my wife would not leave. I looked back, and she disappeared into the earth with the brick building.

I then found myself inside the hill, standing inside an underground shopping mall in China or another Asian country. It was very ornate, with granite and marble floors and columns. Everything was brand new, and none of the stores had opened yet. An Asian man was still polishing the stone on the columns. I knew the governments of the east were rising through their economic growth while our country was falling.