mickeyle

(somehow, after beer my dreams are often clear, just like today). i went to shool, it was near. we went into somekind of theatre, there was suddenly panic. (this part is a little blurry)
it turned into a hospital, i was assisting patients as usual. i went downstairs and found a weird elewator, the kind builders use. it fell into the underground. someone saw me and said i wasn´t supposed to go there, they were going to kill me.
i was at home, the rooms were old and country-styled. people around started dying. i realised a bit later that i got a virus on me. car chase. my driver complained he doesn´t have license yet. i washed in the green river, because i was planning to sleep outside. i returned flying, because the house itself started to fly. i had to find things that i was wearing. i did so and burned them, since it was inside i closed two doors behind, although they were already starting to burn. everyone waited outside on a grassy field in some barrier because they´ve thought the enemy had a power to contol the fire.