I am riding a bike down the road, through some village. I am starting to recognize that place, but cannot remember exactly where it is. It just feels familiar, as if I knew the place. I am riding, without peddling, as the slope is fairly steep. It must be spring time as there are patches of snow every now and then and all feels really wet, even the road. I look briefly around and see just a few houses scattered around. Then I notice that the road is turning sharply right soon and after a few serpentines it goes up the hill again. Now I realize I am wearing a mask. The one that has been used in the movie "Scream". I am also dressed up in a long, black, loose robe. For a second, I get worried that it may get to the wheels of my bike. However, this thought is quickly disturbed by another person on a bike that I am overtaking. I just balance and he (I feel it is a man), and nod as a "hi" (interestingly not realizing how absurd a perhaps scary would that be). But as I look at him, I see he is wearing exactly the same costume as I have, only the face mask is much bigger. He nods at me. I notice the smile on the mask, thinking, how appropriate. I go through the right turn, hearing and feeling the road metal under my wheels. I feel like I am rushing somewhere, but I don't know where. Here I notice another biker in front of me. He is quite far, but as I am getting close I can see more details. I am in awe!! The mask is so cool I am thinking to myself. It is mostly gray, plush whole body costume, with some pink parts, which meaning I don't really understand. That is about to change. As I get just a few meters away, I recognise it is some kind of bizarre mixture of Eeyore and Piglet characters from Winnie the pooh! The whole body part is more like Eeyore and on the top of the head, there is a small Piglet one, as if sitting on Eeyore's head! I am totally amazed by this mask!! Then suddenly someone on a bike passes by really fast, and I feel anxiety a bit, as I know that there is another sharp turn soon. The person reaches the turn and flies off the road. There is a big house, looking like a watermill. (I assume so as there is a river flowing right behind the house). Nevertheless, that biker flies right into the river, just where a huge water whirl-pool is raging. He is going to drown, I am thinking to myself. I am thinking we have to rescue him somehow, otherwise he is going to die, for sure. Then suddenly a huge rod with a hook at the end comes out of nowhere, pulling the man out of the water. There are some people around, clapping, humming that if I didn't call help, he would have drawn. I am confused, as I cannot remember calling anyone. It all happened so quickly. The next dream: 4am I am standing in front of a jungle. (I assume so, because of the kind of trees it is made of, not like in usual forest). I walk in. It seems that it is just a thin ring of trees, shielding a glade, from being seen from outside. I see a plane wrack, or something that at least looks like it. It looks like silhouettes of a plane, covered by moss and little trees, that must have been growing over for quite a while. I walk around, having the wrack by my right hand side. It is very peaceful there, just what you would expect from a place like this. Occasional sounds of birds and animals, echoing in the embracing silence. Then I go close. I climb up, on the top of it. Here, a man appears. Strangely, I am not surprised. As if I was expecting it. This man walks me around, showing me the place. He talks all the time, but I cannot understand (or don’t remember) what he is saying. We walk to the end of the right wing. It is all a bit slippery. There is another man standing, waiting for us. It must be captain of the plane (!!!!). We start to chat, in a very friendly tone. He is telling me loads of things about the plane, the surrounding, as if he was a tour guide. Then he stops. He is looking at me, as if he expects me to answer to something he said. I look at him. He keeps gazing at me, so I start looking around for a clue, what could have he asked me about. I notice little windows on a side of the plane, through which I can see as if half naked women. But nothing specific, just some silhouettes or so. I look back at him. Hi nods and says… “yes”. Then he says they film porn in here. I keep looking at him. He starts laughing and asks me whether I want to see. (at this point I am falling asleep again, and my words become totally random ((damn!! :-D))) The next dream:4:15am Mk and I are in some camp or a cottage village or so. It looks like the spring village from the other day's dream, but this time we are on the top of the village, on the top of the hill. We are walking and chatting. It feels like we are going to explore the place. Then a group of people approach us. They are all young. It seems like they are on some school trip. They ask us if we want to go with them for a party, where they are going. Mk and I look at each other, make that kind of face saying “why not”, and we agree to go. However, Mk says he needs to change his jacket. So we cycle home quickly. (I am not sure where we got the bikes, as we were walking initially, but hey, it’s a dream right?). Our house is somewhere in the middle of the ‘slope’ village. It is an old, cold house. It seems like my grand mum’s house I think for a moment. Then, Mk says he needs to “take a dump” (literally). I wait outside. I can hear him shouting something and laughing. 'Bloody hell', I am thinking to myself and laughing too. Then he walks out (from (as I now realise) a disproportionally small house) and says it stank so bad, that his head started to hurt! Well, I am laughing at it, obviously. :-D We are on our way to the party. It's quite a walk up the hill. I think it must take us some fifteen minutes. The road curves up the hill, but we are taking shortcuts that cut right through, straight up. When we get to the party, there are many people. We have to tell the security a code, which is “chicken fricassee” (!!!). Apparently, this is what is cooked as a main course there. The party is kind of boring, or old fashioned. It is in a huge village hall house. People are walking in one big circle to a rhythm of the music being played. We just stand there and watch it. Occasionally, we chat shortly with some random people. Then I wake up….
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