To Die

I've never felt a dream so real.

It's in the future, as it seems to be lately. A spacious fuselage with large comfortable leather seats throughout, accented by dim neon. Air travel is posh, but I'm not any older than I am now; compared to the science fiction future age I appear to be in. This trip is going to be exciting. It feels like the plane is heading somewhere I have never been before, but I'm not sure.
The plane taxis and the neon accents turn off. Apparently in the future planes take off from a ramp, not unlike a roller coaster vertical. As the plane hits the ramp, at what feels like three times the force of gravity, it lurches left and we are suddenly in a sideways skid. The ramp is at the edge of a cliff...what a great engineering decision. This wreck is feeling surprisingly smooth so far.
After the plane crashes hundreds of feet to the ground I am able to look around and realize that I survived without much company. I can hear aid rushing to the scene as the sirens grow louder. Then, gunshots. Machine guns, pistols! What is going on? I can see through the window that the rescue crew is shooting down any survivors. Suddenly (as it so happens in dreams) I am outside on my knees asking to be left alive. Alas, I am shot in the head.

The scene following is a clean, white elevator without buttons or indication of its vertical location. I am alone and cannot tell what, if anything, I am wearing. My cell phone and wallet, which I compulsively check for in my waking life, are gone. The elevator jerks to a stop and the doors open to reveal an old street corner at dusk. The convenience store on the corner isn't out of business, but seems to have closed for the day minutes before. I exit the elevator, which then leaves my dreaming mind. Continued patting of my front blue jean pockets reveals no cell phone or wallet and I ask the man standing next to me, "Who am I?"
"You will have to start over from here," he says as the store's neon sign creates shadows to hide his identity. He continues, "You have no family, no friends, no past, no help; only your faith. Your life has telescoped into a new era."
He is nowhere to be found after a quick glance towards the convenience store. It's getting dark. I guess I should find a place to sleep for the night.