Drove to the beach with a couple of assholes I don't know and their irritating girlfriends. When we get there, there's a series of semi-outdoor stores built into the walls of a cave-tunnel.
There was a combined alien federation/secret brotherhood. I'm the only Earthman in it and I'm in trouble now. I suggest to their grandmaster that the Earth be turned into a Tantric resort. I give a little Powerpointy presentation on Tantra-- history, methodology, etc.-- accompanied by a flute player.
The measure is passed! Suddenly, I'm in a movie theater watching credits scroll by:
Necronomicon
Turner's Codex
Light-Years Away