A dream of being stalked by a team of hitmen. It is a very snowy city setting. Behind an old wooden house. They are lying in wait for me near a derelict car. I figure out what's going on because of tracks in the snow or maybe condensation? Anyway they seem to give up and leave.
I enter the house from the back door. I hear the front door open. One of them has come in with a gun. They had seen me on a CCTV. Panicking I run around the house as he looks in the house for me and then comes out the front.
I am running down an icy hill in the city, tall trees on either side. He is behind me and maybe shooting already. It looks dire.
At this point, I gain lucidity and realize I can just fly to escape him. I do so, taking bigger and bigger steps until I am airborne. I fly up past the streetlights and the grasping branches of the trees and into the night sky. It is satisfying, but not
as much so as other flying dreams I have had in the past.