Last Night I Dreamt that I was sitting in my car at the park, when I saw an object hurtling through the air. I remember craning forward, pressing my palms against the windscreen to get a better view. The object turned out to be a parachute, hurtling toward the earth at an alarming speed.
I saw the parachuter crash into some trees, and hoped that he would be okay because the leaves and branches appeared to break his fall. But then his neck became tangled in the parachute cord. He was left hanging, twitching, jerking...still ensnared by the throat. Rather disturbing this one...