The Dream Magic Experiment

I was walking down a dark road in an unknown place. It's in a suburban neighborhood. I was looking for bus/jeep/car to travel.

I was in a truck. Not sure what kind. I was in the passenger side of the front seat (right side). G was driving. We were going to have drinks (images of my hometown near the plaza at night). I said to him that if it seems unsafe since it's at night, we can go to my home instead. He gave me skeptical look. I assured him it's just for the drink.

I was on a cliff. I was drinking beer (?) with two people. Faces are unclear. There was a huge winged dragon beneath us, trying to climb up. I didn't feel fear. In fact, I was dubbing what it was supposed to be thinking or saying, like "Hey, guys, how do you get up there?" or "A little help please?" One of my companions had his foot stuck somehow, so part of him was dangling. It still felt all in jest. He looked like a middle age warrior. The dragon spew flame at us, but I didn't feel any fear or heat. I was hit directly and all I could think of was how I was supposed to feel.