We know this woman is destined to die by the end of the dream. Everything seems loaded with significance: the two strange men following her ; the unsettling mirror in the motel ; the strawberry crumble placed on her back as a poultice. All innocuous - we are reading signs when nothing is there. A young baker says he will make her another cake if she is worried - "It should be sweeter," he says , adding a Mars bar and loads of sugar. We don't see her dying - just a chart showing she was diabetic.