Cities in the Astral

This dream is interesting because it came sometime after the last dream in this journal. I was prowling through the darkness and felt primitive, like Tarzan. I was not lucid, but there was a depth and reality to the dream beyond normal. Across a field I can sense people coming and I am afraid of being caught. I go across a small ditch and climb over a fence. A small girl is pursuing me. She is wearing a school girl outfit with the skirt. She is not running, just clearly following me. I hide between a building and a fence and hold the gate I just went through closed. A man comes out on the other side of the gate and talks to the girl. I sense that he is telling her he did not see me. I can see through gaps in the fence. The little girl comes up to the gate (she looks very much like the girl in the last dream, but non-lucid I do not know what this means.) She laughs and says she can see me. I am afraid. She says I am not hidden at all. Her hand comes through the fence and rests on my neck. I panic and attack her. I am now on her side of the fence. I grab her ankles and cause her to fall in the mud. I am now holding her down in anger. the shocking unreality of me ever harming a child is like a lucid bringing RC. This cannot be real. It is a dream. I am lucid. Oh shit! I am attacking the girl from the last dream. Bad Eric! OMG! No! I wake up.