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I am walking around the town where I live with my friends. Everything is exactly where it should be; I walked the same route home from the bus stop the day after the dream. It seemed that not even a tree or a house was out of place. But anyway, I was walking to the shops to get soembody a birthday present...i have no idea who that person is, but it was definately someone important; it was imperitive that I get the gift otherwise they'd get pissed off.

I entered Tesco, and the shelves were stacked full of various amounts of things that would make a good gift; chocolates, flowers and assorted bottles of expensive looking alcohol. I think the person was probably female. In retrospect I think it was probably my mum as I it wasn't my girlfriend (she works in Tesco and was therefore in the dream); it also wasn't my sister as I never buy her presents

Before entering the shop my girlfriend comes out and hands me a small-ish suitcase. There is an urgent look on her face. She says something to the effect of 'get out of here you dozy pillock'. This causes me to think that the suitcase might contain somethng valuable.

The next thing I know I'm in Tesco's and I'm looking at the various, assorted bottles of wine. My friend is standing beside me moaning about how long I'm taking. The other two friends who I came to the shop with have inexplicably disappeared.

I somehow arrive outside again. The suitcase is lying underneath the back bumper of someones car right outside the shop. I walk over to check if the seemingly valuable cargo has been damaged in any way. It hasn't been. I decide to open it (although I wans't told not to I feel that I shouldn't). There are three bottles of whiskey inside, held in place by a sort of purple velvetine covering. It certainly didn't look valuable. I thought these would make a good gift.

As I look up away from the case, all of my friends have now disappeared. I begin to walk away from the shop. As I walk I feel that something is approachin in the darkness behind me. I feel that it is not something threatening, rather it is something that I'd rather wait until later to deal with.

I begin to run, I start to run as fast as I can. I begin to pick up immense speeds, leaping and jumping over cars with my fantastically enhanced momentum. Every time that I feel that this speed is becoming harder and harder to maintain, I always find something within me that allows me to go that extra bit faster. I come out of the part of the town that is full of main roads and enter quieter suburban roads and eventually small pedestrian walkways that connect blocks of flats and small groups of houses and public gardens. Nothing is instantly recognisable as it was before. In spite of this, everything is crystal-clear and it all slightly resembles places in my town, although they weren't actual places in my town like they were on my journey to the shops.

The suitcase had disappeared at some point, I'm not quite sure when, but i suspect it was when I began to pick up speed. I then woke up gradually as the world around me began to fade, again, i cannot recall exactly when this was and it didn't feel strange when it did.

The whole experience felt super-real and seemed to connect with a recurring characteristic of my recent dreams that it was a hugely long and drawn-out narrative that always takes twists and turns. This isn't such a good example of that as it was really at the start of this period of enormous dreams that i currently find myself in. If anyone would like to share their views on what they thinnk this all means I would love to hear from you