I had a dream yesterday where this dude was in prison, he escaped, I think with the help of some random young teen, hopped on a very boxy train and road down keeping hidden from watchmen, like this train looked very industrial and old. The train headed to some other prison and picked up the dude's friends who were all collectively in their 40s. They once more headed out, almost leaving the teen behind, and then headed to a town. For some reason, this town just really hated the main dude and somehow the tracks were extremely curvy, it's a dream so the train didn't fall over, and then when the train was being shot at and stuff I basically woke up.

The dream I had today - Some young boy snuck into this old man's house for some reason, an intern lady or something saw this but didn't do anything. The boy then proceeded to show this man that he could fly very well by jumping out a very high window with the reason he was from like this big-shot family. Then he proceeded to plummet straight down for some reason. The old man said he'd teach him to fly - fast forward many years, the boy is full-grown and bothering the old man about something he's doing even though he's doing it too and they like both have sore back problems? The old man somehow just dies, like I dunno, he just kinda disappeared and these 3 people showed up and suddenly they were packing to leave. Two had packs of good items to bring on long trips but homeboy over here had a giant bag of crayons, for some reason they were important. They jumped out the window that was there earlier, tried to fly, fell, the crayons were also extremely heavy for some reason. Then they were being chased by these bad guys? They kept going up small ramps trying to catch flight but failing miserably and then there were these 5 talking dogs, tasked to spy on these bad guys for some news report, ended up taking bad guys' side and searched down the 4 people. I woke up then. These were fun to actually remember.