man busts his face (disturbing)

thanksgiving dinner redux ("turkey," cranberries, stuffing), water

I don't remember all of this, but it was one of my giant trek dreams. Are we a people driven from their homes, maybe? (I have been reading about Mormon history.)

missing potion.

We are herded through a ruined, wet, skeletal building of concrete slabs and exposed wires, little light. We are taken up several flights of stairs and up onto a deteriorating metal roof, rusty color. The view is of a wide valley ringed with mountains. I'm with my mother. We have to get down and across the roof to some sort of transportation. I being picking my way down the slope, keeping in mind mom & not letting her fall. But a big guy near us-- a cop, but he's not in uniform, just jeans & a t-shirt and heavy hiking boots-- he starts bounding down the side of the roof. He doesn't see the heavy metal railing he's headed right into, one bar at waist height, one at face height. He ploughs full speed into it. Blood and bone fly, his body is suspended by his destroyed face wrapped around the railing, his jaw falls, his body schlocks off and crumples to the roof. Hysteria.

missing portion.

It's now Josh and I (maybe? is Jonesy there, in his big green coat?) and a few guys our age, we're out in a forest, still on the move. We come to a ravine with a very steep rock face. There is a tire at the bottom where we were expecting to jump down to, but now it has been shifted and can't help break our fall. Can we get down without getting hurt? There are more guys across the ravine, they say they got down and across okay. The only other option is to go way around, several miles out of the way, and we're sure to be caught trying that.