I was a child, the youngest of three brothers. My father was a Jedi, and he was going to start training me, since being a Jedi was a family business. My brothers were much older and already trained. I had a training lightsaber with a blue blade. It didn't cut, but it could sting. I was being trained in marksmanship, and I was standing on a wall aiming a Luger at a distant target. The training seemed to be VR-based in part, which featured people playing violins. I started tapping my feet to the music, but my father made me stand still so I could shoot straight.
I then had to spend the night meditating under a large tree. I realized there was nothing to be afraid of, since there was only myself and the tree. So I settled down, and a middle-aged lady came by. and we had a pleasant conversation. I was suddenly myself again, and I was aware of my values, both personal and political. I found myself in a table with a group of people. We were playing a board game about life. It involved putting down cards during your turn to advance your position.