Falling dreams

Lately, I noticed that I keep having dreams of myself falling down from very high in the air.

In one instance, in third-person view, it started out with me as a hero, in a moderately luxurious room full of other heroes, supposedly my comrades. I think there were about 8 or 9 of them. However, little did I know that the others were actually villains in disguise, and that they had succeeded in luring me in and trapping me there. Once I found out their true identities, I ran away from them, trying to escape. With them on my tail, I was feeling extremely panicked. From here, I know that we were in a hotel. I tried hiding in other rooms, but it was no use. I continued running. I reached the end of the hallway, to a window. Hesitating for a moment, I then crashed out the window and fell, all the way from the high-leveled building. I fell on the beautifully kept hotel lawn, and died, neck broken.

Then, suddenly, I reverted back to the scene right before I jumped, and watched it happen all over again. The scene repeated several times, with the difference of my direction of jumps each time. The first one had no direction, I just jumped forward and fell. The second time, it looks like I jumped a little to the right. The next few tries I jumped, I put more and more momentum into them, while aiming to jump more to the right side.

Finally, I fell on the exact spot where I wanted to land, and it left me alive. My real hero comrades came to my aid and I quickly filled them in with what happened. We then split up and dashed in different directions, some going into the drains, into the swimming pool, into the forest of palm trees, and others. One male hero and I ran into the fine diner of the hotel resort. We went to the back of the restaurant to escape, but found that the villains were already rushing in from the back, so we took off again to the front entrance. A couple more villains were also there. We hid and waited for a chance to run out.

After that, I don't really know what happened. Maybe I woke up. Anyway, it was the repeated scenes of me falling from the hotel that bothered me the most. Also, I wished I had known the true identities of my comrades, but I couldn't tell because of our masks and costumes.

Other dreams I remembered that had me falling down repeatedly involved extravagant contraptions/inventions, such as a huge mechanical horse-like transportation, and a really tall high wheeler bicycle.

It was really scary, the feeling I get while riding that bicycle. I was about 100 feet up in the air! I was cycling on a marked path flanked by a forest of trees. I could see a company of men who happened to be loggers. They waved at me cheerily and... well, I forgot what my reaction was, but I made a u-turn and fell horrendously on a grassy slope.

I think this was a different dream, but related due to the freakishly tall high wheeler bicycle. I was in a downtown area, but it was really foggy then. I could barely see my way, but I know I had been riding for a long time already. There were raised highways in front of me, and I couldn't pass because my mode of transportation is too tall to pass under. So, I made another u-turn, but didn't fall this time. It started raining soon, and I stopped under one of the raised highways for shelter.

There was the sewer, but I didn't have a choice. There were a group of homeless teenagers there, being merry and fishing in the drains. They invited me to join them, but I politely declined and sat in a corner away from everyone else. I listened in on them as they talked about the fog and the rain and the fish. Then, as I drifted away from their conversations, I remember finding a little mouse trapped under a pile of wooden planks and keeping it with me for its safety, telling it "it'll be okay". I looked out as the fog got thicker. I panicked when I couldn't find the other humans with me. I only has the mouse with me... and I woke up.

Dreams are weird, but they are amusing and entertaining the way they are. Perhaps useful, too.