I wake up and decide to go flying while it’s still dark out. I love flying. Suddenly there is a giant grid that appears below me and there is movement within the grid. As far as I can see in any direction, the grid of reddish and yellowish color is there. I look up and there is a grid, ahead a grid, all around me a grid. I fly in tight circles; there is no way to escape the grid that surrounds me. I realize I can’t fly anymore; I’m suspended in the air. I try to fly away but there is only pain, harsh pain. I am afraid.
I wake up.

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