I had a dream that one of my friends was flying a small chrome-colored fighter jet, landed near some unfriendly "things" (cant remember if they were people or not), but suddenly I got out of the plane and my friend was no longer there, which made perfect sense at the time. Then I dashed off into the woods wich happened to be surrounding the landing strip. Once inside the woods I had to start knocking down the tall metal book shelves that happened to be in my way and clamber over them. I did that for a few hundred feet and thats all I remember.
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