I took him in the car and ran away. The road was very narrow and had stairs, just like a car chase scene in a movie. Then I kept driving. When I was about to turn to the road, the car braked out of control and was about to rush into the river next to the road. I jumped out of the car with the protected person, and then the car rushed away on its own. After entering the river, I ran with my people and ran towards a village. Then the people who were following me saw the car rushing into the river. They thought we were in the car and started to retrieve the car. I led my people and ran to the village and hid him in a firewood pile. I went out to investigate on my own. Then the people who were following me found that the car was empty and no one was there, so they started looking for people again. After talking about the news, I went back to the firewood pile to pick up the person, but when I got there, I found that the person was gone. I suddenly remembered that this was the second time this had happened. I had lost someone. Something must have gone wrong, causing what happened before to happen again. I realized that I had to go back to the beginning. . .
Purpose: Record various stories that happen in dreams