Knocking

In a large split office room, workers are crammed in chatting loudly. A voice comes over speaking telling us to shut the noise down. I am agitated as I did not hear anything saying we could not speak. Apparently our company has been taken over by a big corporation and we are all being interviewed. Pretty well everybody files off into the next room, except me and two others one I recognise as an old lady mate and one as <PERSON> from work. Eventually we have to go to. I head off from the white office through some big darkened glass doors. I see loads of people being lined up to have a test. I see that people are being injected in their necks and operated on. They have four big chunks taken out of their necks at the front. I think hell no! and start to back off but hear that even if you do not want a job the operation is compulsory. The door I came through is now locked. With part adrenalin part powers I break the door open and get out of there. Finding myself outside in a street. I try to fly but cannot for some reason, and so set off on foot. It is sunny day, with a clear blue sky and a townscape that feels American . I know people are coming after me and I head down one street but find all streets are shut off. Going through someone is house I find a back window and try and squeeze through. At this point officials bust through the door and an old lady their starts to blab on me, so I use a pressure point hold on her to knock her out. By now I am lucid, Getting out the front window just in time to see a long car pull up. I cross the road just as he is getting out. He pulls a long rifle or shotgun up and out as I try to fly, I crash into him and smash him into the car which crumples. I am flying at last and head up and over the town scape. Panic and teleport to my apartment. I hunt around for things to take with me. Soon enough I feel the people are closing in again.