So I find an old film reel in a metal case. I dust it off and find a projector, play it. It's a film of a girl I used to know. Or is it? It looks like her. Oh, it's a sex film. It's porn. Graphic. But it looks old, black and white, fuzzy, no sound. Is that me with her there? I wonder as I watch. Then suddenly I'm in the world of the film. Not the sex, that's gone, and so has the girl. I'm on a runway about to board a plane. It's the past, it looks like an old World War II passenger prop plane. I think I see the woman from the film boarding, just ahead of me. I climb the steps and am shown to my seat. As we start to taxi and I'm looking around for her, I suddenly wake up.