Like Musashi: Part 2

The scene changes to one on the beach. Everyone is there, but hanging around by this black SUV that's on the beach, standing in the waves. I talk to several people, and a huge cliff appears, but it disappears after a while. We hang around there, until the waves stop. Some lady comes up, she's dressed like some girl scout leader. She asks several of us to come along with her. We go along, off the beach. As we pass, the waves stop, and the sky which we thought was huge, was really a fake wall, like in a movie set.

Now we're in front of this house, or at least the foundations of it. I'm now lying on the floor, while this lady is handing out tools to everyone, apparently we're doing "volunteer work". So we begin to build the house when the lady comes in with a bunch of cookies, and their the girl scout ones. We ask how much, and she says they are $9. We ask for what, and she says a box. We get pretty mad at those prices (The others and I) then she starts going BERSERK! And yells at us to get back to work. Pretty soon, we're all dirty, and working, when one of the black people (reminds me of the one from the factory earlier, in personality anyways) jumps over the building in progress and into the forest. This forest looks like the one by my uncles house. He begins to run, and the lady goes nutso. I look down, the house is on a hill, and I see that same lady in a black dress, then I look the other way, and the lady is dressed as a girlscout leader again. I then notice the lady in the black dress goes into the woods after the guy, but the trees aren't so thick we can't see them. Someone says about the black guy "he's wearing flip flops" so I guess we're barefoot? I couldn't really feel it.

I turn around, and the black person is back again. We continue this work for a long time, and instead of seeing things actually built, I turn around and a new wall is up. Such things like that happen all the time. The black guy is now working on what seems like a basement, but there's no way out of it, it's just a large rectangular pit, apparently so he can't escape. Soon we get very angry, and we're all standing on a huge pile of mud, but the mud is grey, it might not be mud at all, but it's wet, and we're standing in it up to our knees. We are yelling at her, someone says "we should have gone home a week ago" this is some sort of summer camp, because then some girl says "yeah, we're going to get in trouble." I realize I now hold my bokken in a ready-to-draw position, and I slowly inch it out of my imaginary saya.
*see part 3*