I have this vision. I see a young Asian woman. She is wearing an all white, nondescript wedding gown. She is solemn, quiet, unhappy and most notably lonely. Next to her is a Caucasian male. He is wearing a cheap suit and a red tie. He is rigid, cold, emotionless and he as well, is alone. As my vision pans out, a multitude of the same exact couple fills a room that is as grave as its inhabitants. The room is very symmetrical from above. Precise lines divide each of the copied couples. There is a stage and a podium at the head of the room. At the podium stands a Korean man draped in a white gown, while a gold laced crown sits a top his bald head. He is quiet with his eyes closed. He gives off a different energy level, a focused sense of task. The room maintains an icy stillness.
The Korean man smiles while still closing his eyes. Suddenly he opens them. His eyes are a dark red. His smile predatory. He picks out a woman from the multiples. He rapes her. The remaining attendants watch, with no shift in emotion. Next he chooses her partner. He takes his wallet and slaps him in the face. They return to their spots in the crowd next to each other. He raises his hands in the air three times and walks off behind stage. The once emotionless crowd suddenly becomes enraged in the rapture and applauds with deafening enthusiasm.