Ferris Wheel

I'm in a small white building attending a seminar I really don't want to be at. I think the topic's religion. When we break for coffee I walk over to the glass wall that makes up the front of the building and look outside. In the distance high atop a hill, a huge Ferris wheel turns slowly in the night sky.

As I'm admiring the sights the Ferris wheel is suddenly consumed by a storm of swirling emerald dust. Then a series of fiery explosions thunder up the opposite sides of the wheel...