I dreamt that night that I was on a plane's board and it was about to crash down. Everybody was panicking and eventually it happend. The plane plummited down somewhere by a forest and it split into two parts. One of it remained on the ground apparently unaffected and the other was thrown ahead far away and quickly disappeared.
I was in this first half on the ground, I survived, I got out of it somehow and decided to reach on foot to my destination airport as soon as possible...it seemed not so far away. I got an eerie feeling that the authorities of the airport would wish to disguise that accident and I knew I have to disturbe it... Why? I don't know.

What do you think?