As we watched it fly around in the sky, suddenly it started to get dark, like an eclipse appearing. It turns out it wasn't an eclipse, but a UFO-stle ship that turned out to be a high-tech transport that was for a special invite-only role-playing game, and since the client was being apologetic for losing the work I had done, he invited me along.
We ended up at this house out in the boonies; it was a lot like a big old farmhouse with a bunch of rooms and workspaces, completely off-grid. What was happening turned out to be a kind of chaotic LARP, and since I was the new guy, there was a lot of mistrust. I didn't help things because I got very dehydrated, and was so groggy and clumsy that I came across as being really drunk. I tried to apologize, but they pretty much shunned me.
I was awakened from this weird space by a phone call, and I didn't wake up completely, so I was kind of half-in this mental space for quite a while. Still kind of there, really... half-in and half-out of the dream world.