OUTERSPACE, RENEGADE-COP CHASE, COWBOY BEBOP, GWEN STEFANI, RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS

it feels i am cowboy bebop's faye valentine maybe more gwen stefani blonde but maybe i am just tagging along. maybe there is a third person. we are operating helicopter pursued by police yelling frantically into headphones communicating with accomplices already in outerspace. they are guiding us. compact and agile like faye's aircraft except it's black. the night is dark tar. we are escaping from an arena red hot chili peppers just played there they've escaped to outerspace already. from above it is concrete and wires and maybe white tarp floating in ocean of grass. maybe i conversed with stage manager or band manager or band members backstage. fluourescent lights doors temporary tables. but we are fleeing floating vertically straight up up earth's atmosphere maybe sometimes in diagonal zig zags i remember excitment and anticipation. we reach the exosphere. but our aircraft hits something solid like plexi glass the exosphere's got like a clear lid we are forever trapped here. i can see outerspace right here we were so close the cops are nearing in. we are fucked i suppose.johanna