I was on a mat, my feet were crossed for medidation. You can imagine how implausible breathing in and out must have been in a dream, but the place was rowdy and crowded, so I was mostly a weirdo sitting oddly in public. When I got up, I observed that the crowd were also decorated, this was a early 90s setting, the way they dressed and everything, but when I stood, I didn't go far because someone approached me with a revolver in their hand saying "stay down" and bang bang bang, I was shot three times on the chest. In a dream, I wouldn't feel a thing of course, but I tell down dramatically, I didn't close my eyes but my environs seemed to transmute to another setting, now I was flying in a very modern city like Superman. I would say I was gliding, because I was also falling, this didn't last long, before I knew it, I was in a street from my real world, but it was empty and I saw only one person running away, I tried to chase him, then all of a sudden, he stopped to chase me and the tables turned like we were cartoon characters, it's unclear whether he caught me but I woke up from the dream afterwards.
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