Psionik

I was a thief... I lived in city that looked like ancient Bratislava... there were rails for wagons pulled by horses... Streets were made of coble stones... I had stolen things for living... small things. It wasn't comfortable life.
I seemed to like to provoke policemen to try to catch me. I liked those runs... feelings of danger... policemen didn't like me and they shout at me that they will catch me very soon. Yet, I was very fast. I was running and all but one young policeman were left far behind. I was running, my long hair was flowing behind me, fluttering because I ran so fast... then I started to wonder... how it is possible that I dont feel tired?
This is a dream! I enjoyed the run even more after that realization. That young raven haired policeman was very sympatic to me, I felt to be attracted to him (not sexually, I'm not bend that way, yet there was something on him...) I told him that there is a slope downwards, that we should accelerate our run... We laughed as we ran. But there was no slope downward. It was something like very deep water well... circular, with walls made from coble stones like the street. And we fell into it. A few tens of meters. As I was falling my legs were runing in the air, till I submerged into dirty water on the bottom of well. I surfaced right beside policeman. There was ladder close to me. I helped him to that ladder and we climb up. I waked up after that.

Remarks
It was very nice run. I felt so light...
I obtained lucidity in the middle of dream, yet I decided to run, since I liked it so much.
Dream looked like it was set into at least 100 years into past, maybe 150... but policemen had present time uniforms... but no weapons.