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<PERSON> I am sitting on top of an very, very tall tower located in the middle of jungle. The roof is really narrow and if I move even a little bit, I will probably fall to my death. I was left there to throw something at someone to slow them down, but I was told there is only one person who has actually managed to do this. There is a door under me, but it is, well, under me and somehow thinking about the 200 metre vertical fall which will occur if I move a single inch just does not make me want to try to open it. (And that, kids, is called irony.) I am really scared. (For obvious reasons.) Then I start to became more optimistic. (Hey, at least it is not raining...) They did not left me here to die. They are probably coming back to get me at some point. Right? Then I start to think about how did I get here. Cannot remember coming out of bed, brushing my teeth and getting thrown on some random tower in the middle of nowhere. This must be a dream. The dream starts to fade away. Damn. Dream 2 I either had an FA or then the dream just changed. I do the nose check and it works. I am in my house. My mom is doing something on the kitchen table and my sister is playing with the computer. Nothing unusual. I talk with them for a while. Later there is some woman I do not know, saying she should probably leave. I look outside. It is so dark, someone must have painted our windows black. I think of going out and start to find a weapon to hit things with. Cannot find or summon one. Plus the dream starts to fade again. I wake up.