lucidius

I stand in my house looking into a bowl containing our beta fish, it swims around and looks at me, (this fish actualy died yesterday) the next thing I know I am standing at a gas station, I hold up a motor and see my face filled with tears, the ski is lit with lightning. My dad walks out of the tiny gas station shop and up to me with a attachment for an exhaust, I turn around and behind me stands a FZ1, I pull of the muffler add the part to it and hand it to my dad who I notice is dressed in full rideing gear. The dream skips agin and now I find myself in some sort of gathering spot in the middle of the desert, lightning is still active. I notice a huge steel cage containing a hot blaze. I stand in my spot for a while and look into the crowd of people, then someone says that my uncle is in the cage, I run over too it and the flames slowly go out. My uncle sits in a chair extremely dehydrated but alive, (my eyes open to see the bright sun, they are slightly moist from my tear ducts and my lips slightly chapped from thirst.)