I'm in a city and I'm walking down a long street that seems to have no end. In the distance I see an orange cloud, suddenly I begin to see orange lights that rise to the sky and begin to form constellations. As I approach the cloud, I see glowing scorpions, creating luminous spheres that they send to the sky. Constellations form in the sky, but they are firearms, and they launch lightning bolts against the buildings of the city. Everything starts burning, buildings, people, cars, the constellations destroy everything they touch. I continue walking, I see that my sneakers shine as I go and the scorpions walk with me. I hear someone tell me, sometimes you have to destroy to create again.