Dreams.

My classmates and I snuck into some kind of airplane at the airfield. A passenger plane. And no one noticed us. We walked through it, did something in different places, and basically gave ourselves a tour. Then we stole it and flew away. None of us knew how to fly, but we somehow managed. I even said something like, "Now we're criminals, we stole a plane, they'll arrest us when we, uh, land." We circled Moscow a couple of times and eventually returned. By the way, for some reason, Moscow was surrounded by mountains, and I thought that it wouldn't be a good idea to fly beyond them. No one noticed us. I landed the plane in some unknown place, and not very smoothly. It seems it was some kind of park. And also, the plane stopped almost immediately, as if it were a helicopter. I got out of the plane riding a horse. Yes, there was a saddled horse in the plane, a brown one, cute and obedient, and I, who had never ridden a horse before, managed it just as well as I managed the controls and buttons in the plane. So, I ride out, and there are some people nearby practicing fencing. Sports fencing. They're wearing these ugly sports outfits, but in different colors (besides white, there were definitely green, and a few other colors). And then I ride up on my horse. One of the fencers approaches me and says that the gravity manipulation classes are held further down. (Further down? We're already in the middle of a flat area; otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to land my plane.) I said, "Thanks, but I don't need it, I'm not with you, I'm going to leave." And I left. By the way, I often noticed during this dream a tendency to analyze what was happening and even somehow adjusted the dream to fit logic. (Yeah, it's noticeable.) For example, like in this case with the location. My sick logic was as follows: airplanes land at airfields, airfields are flat, so there is no higher point or lower point. Therefore, the fencer's statement that gravity alteration classes (he said something like that, but I don't remember exactly) are held further down is incorrect. The idea of an underground location didn't occur to me at that time, for example. And I didn't think about why there was a park with colorful fencers who could change the laws of physics to suit their needs at the airfield. Then there was something unclear about some game on my tablet, which doesn't exist. It was called Unreal Tournament 2, but we know that such a game doesn't exist.