I had a dream. We had an alien invasion of Earth on the Fourth of July, but the US government had already sold us out. They ordered everyone to stay in their homes, then shut off all the power, internet, telephone lines, over-the-air broadcasts, everything they could. Endless lines of cars standing still in the streets, with people inside looking at their dead phones. A few small drone saucers overhead for monitoring. Planes in flight were left to just crash or attempt unpowered landings if they could. Like
The Day the Earth Stood Still, but with the government using their techno-fascist backdoors to shut everything down on behalf of the aliens. Everything was dark and grey from the overcast skies and the power being off. I was in one of the planes that survived splashdown relatively well; only a couple of people were injured. I headed for home to collect supplies and ammo, then left to defy the stay-home order. The BGM was like [
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The Ruin of Babel, but without the cheerful bits.