A jet-propelled engine. That's what I dreamt that I was strapped into. There I was attending somebody else's wedding with me in a fancy banquet suit of sorts. The next moment I was flying around. I know this sounds awfully like the scenes in Heroes where Peter Petrelli did the same thing. Except that in this instance, I didn't have super powers. Just technology on my back, rather.
I didn't have the sensation that I was being chased after by someone either. So it was probably more of a joyride than pursuit-escape kind of situation. Clearly, I was thrilled by the experience. As I was flying up, over and under some sort of overhead expressway I can easily make out the blue coloured sky.
But then a flashback came over me as I recalled what happened before I took to the skies. In the hotel, which was quite a luxurious outfit, I was indeed having someone at my heels. Some minor scuffles had happened, and I managed to struggle my way out of the hands of the pursuant. Some glass panels/windows were broken, and I locked myself into a suite. Yes, a fancy looking hotel room: a suite. Inside, there was a wall of full-length glass panels looking out to the exterior of the hotel. It was really a great view. But I did not have the luxury of time to appreciate the scene before me. For some reason my jetpack was with me at that time. I crashed right through the glass and took flight, blasting off just as the people who were after me broke through the locked door. They didn't look very happy and they weren't friendly either.
Back to the "present" and there I was in mid-air.
This dream, is a real roller-coaster ride thus far in comparison to my previous dreams.
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