dream - the plane just falls out the sky after a minor explosion, i watch the white and red fuselage hit the ground, not far away from me. it's a loud noise, flames rising and black smoke, but just before it hit the ground the jet on the right wing tears itself away and twirls through the air towards me. 
i'm calculating if it will hit me, the mainframe of the aircraft has already hit the ground but the jet engine is moving at a different speed. i watch as i estimate it will hit about 200 yards away, which it does, and then unexpectedly bounces right over my head, over a high fence and crashes out of sight. 

i run towards the fuselage where the flames are dying out, the twisted metal exposing the rows of seats and dead bodies. some people are wandering around.

i know i can save lives. i race towards the wreckage, smoke and dust thick, black and heavy against the contrast of green grass and blue skies.