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I was in a loosely organized troop of people my age, in a vague dark facility. There was something like a nuclear reactor nearby, which obviously has to be monitored to maintain safety. A gauge of its temperature was displayed on the palm of my right hand. It was a panel of LCD digits, but it was in the form of stigmata-esque lacerations right in my skin. Somehow the digits kept rapidly updating to the current temperature of the reactor. Naturally, something wrong happened, and I noticed the digits erratically waver from the 8 degrees range up to something like 184 degrees. Everyone was running, so I joined in the escape. We got outside, and it turns out that there was almost no gravity whatsoever. Everyone was able to leap perhaps 50 meters high. I utilized this to advance my escape. I bounded directly over houses and trees. I eventually found out what it exactly was from which we were running. The reactor had produced massive quantities of superheated water (which never became steam), and it was flooding the land. I began detecting the heat of the water behind us. I eventually heard the sound of stampeding in the distance in front of us. I wanted to see what it was, so I took refuge in a tall tree and peered out. I abruptly noticed a small swarm of bees traveling away from me, and they landed in a different tree; apparently they had been chasing me the entire time, but this was unrelated to the stampede. I peered out again toward the stampeding sound. At first I thought I saw a large number of crustaceans running, but it turns out that it was many birds. They were running on the ground instead of flying. Still in the tree, I looked below to see some of the superheated water begin passing underneath me. It was a shallow trickle. The birds were headed straight for this water because they somehow knew how to use it to extract worms. A short while later, I was back with the rest of my group. We were now officially troops of the newly formed ocean, which had just recently cooled. One of the members of this group was a vaguely Arab looking guy who was belting out tasks for us as though he was a sergeant. He was being quite unreasonable, and was later yelled at by a frustrated group member. Apparently the Arab guy was told-off successfully, because he acted as our equal from that point on.