Dreams.

I took some girl to a field, a place we often go to with friends for walks in the summer. We walked to the center. It was different from the real place, but it was just a dream. And an airplane was flying in the sky. I picked up a pebble, threw it at the plane, laughing, and she said, "Don't do that! You'll shoot it down." This amused me, and I said, "Don't worry, I won't shoot it down. It's too high up." And I thought, what if I really did shoot it down? Just then, an An-2 biplane flew by, looking just like the Red Baron. I watched it, following it with my eyes. It got closer, flew over us, and now I was watching it fly away. But then something went wrong, and it started to veer off course, then it began to spin in the air. I watched it with disbelief, thinking, "Come on, it'll recover." But it didn't, and it crashed down haphazardly, exploding about three hundred meters from us. The girl was terrified, and I was thinking, "Wow." Then a helicopter flew by, and it started to spin around its rotor and gently glided down, crashing and exploding. The shockwave reached us too. I thought, "What's going on?" Then another plane flew by, spun, and crashed very close to us, leaving a fiery trail along the path. I shouted, "Did you see that? The trail went 'whoosh!'" and she was looking at the previous crash site. And then all hell broke loose: planes and helicopters started falling from the sky like rain, and on the ground, fire trucks and other vehicles began to appear from behind the trees at the edge of the field. They were also spinning, and then they crashed into the ground, exploding. It was as if they were all being drawn to the place where we were sitting, like a magnet. That's when I realized that reality was coming to an end. Either it was finally collapsing into a singularity, which wasn't so bad, or it was subjective and represented a projection of a machine or someone's mind, which was much worse, because that would mean that everything was unreal. I suggested that we leave, saying that it was creepy to be there, although I actually thought that this was the safest place, a calm epicenter of the storm. But I couldn't stay still because of the excitement, and I wanted to see what it was like in the world beyond and in the settlements. All the while this was happening, the bright, sunny day was getting darker, and by the climax of the events, twilight had fallen, and a terrible wind had risen.