The story isn’t really relevant, but you probably won’t believe that without a snippet. No interpretation or explanation is offered.
I was in a second-to-third world classroom (yeah, one of those) with about 40 students sitting at tables. There was a reading. There was a lesson. There was a discussion. The instructor suggested that all needed to go to China. I disagreed without verbalization or demonstration, but instead said a silent prayer. This is the first dream where I had one of those “burning of the bosom” experiences. Immediately I struggled with the tension of the “is this real or is this fake question,” but resolved and committed to follow that instruction if it was true. Then I awoke.