I have lunch with my ex at some corporate campus out in the country. Later I walk up the road to go visit some of the kitchen staff in their cottage, when I am surrounded by soldiers. The opposition appears out in the fields and the two armies begin shooting some strange artillery at each other. The shells land around us. They look like pewter eggs about the size of bacci balls and they are on a timer. The soldiers pick them up and throw them off into the woods. The opposing troops use a large sheet to tramboline the explsosives back to our lines. We hit the ground and the troops drape me in an orange reinforced blanket to resist the blasts. A shell falls next to my face I quickly move to throw it into the woods, but it lands on a soldiers leg, instead. He quckly pushes it away before the explsion and gives me a furious and pitying look.