Had another TV-related dream. I was the doctor from the series Lost. In it I was pulled back in time to a moment before the initial plane crash on the island. Arriving at this point in time with future knowledge, I tried to escape the plane out the back. I ran through several miles of fuselage in the form of an empty metal hull with floating platforms. I had to balance on small platforms and girders while running as quickly as possible, as falling from them meant death. I burst through the back of the plane, no parachute, and fell spread eagle. I was still over water, but the island was in sight, and I was able to regain altitude by riding the wind currents, which was very exhilarating. Ultimately I landed just outside an area with buildings. There were other unfamiliar people around, so I hid huddled in the jungle a short ways off, clutching a Wii-remote as a weapon. A girl I knew from gradeschool came over, but I shooed her off, citing my need for discretion, but I was noticed anyway when a small boy came over to play with the Wii I was carrying.
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