i'm in this institutional-type building (like a high school) with a man i don't trust. don't want to be alone with him. we are going down and down the stairs. i see another man (they're both young) at the bottom (basement) floor. i'm relieved. these two talk. they go into the bathroom. i quickly do what i came to do- choose two sticks from a pile. i have to choose the right ones. for some sort of project. quickly run upstairs at other end of building to get away before he sees. then i go outside on a balcony. it's a sunny green hillside. i know there is a group of people out here (where i came from) but i don't see them. anyway, i'm going to fly above this hillside.