Feels like I have been in this dream for a long time. Spencer and I are caught up in a North Korean camp or something. We go through a bunch of lines and stuff before something happens and everyone is able to escape. Spencer and I make a run for it but we can't fit up the ladder. So we jump into the bay/moat. Somehow I get pulled back out, and the supreme leader or another powerful North Korean is there with several unnamed guards. He of course tells me of his evil plan before I ultimately escape and set out to foil it. Sometime during that Spencer faded from the dream, and it never crosses my mind. I get a boat from somewhere, and sail Minecraft style for what was apparently a long distance. I reach a snowy place that is called Naria (according to the NKs), and stumble around in the couple night before coming to a place whee the snow is much shallower. I slide down into it and find myself sitting outside of a shelter of some sort, made from stone and maybe wood. My heart sinks and I hear myself say "No...". I don't know why. Then I wake.