On a more insane note, I dreamt that I was in a hostage situation in a plane that subconsequently crashed/made a messy emergency landing in a field. But the guy that kept us hostage wouldn’t allow us to go outside – and the moment the help troups would arrive to tend to the wounded or to save us, they’d kill each and every one of us.
And when I sobbed why I wasn’t allowed to get out, going nuts with cabin fever and fear, the guy with the gun said: “There’s the exit. But if you go out, I’ll shoot all survivors one by one.”
And I ran out. I came outside to the ambulances and police, and there was a huge crowd of people there. Olli was there too and everyone was rushing towards me. It was raining and I was crying and I shouted: “No wait, we have to talk – he’s going to kill everyone!”
And then I woke up. 