Lions

Date: 10/17/2017

I was out on a trek of some sort with a man... we were really just trying to survive in nature. We put a skinny canoe into a lake and paddles across it. When we got on land, it was apparent that there were lions there. I saw a female from the corner of my eye, and we walked cautiously on. Then an old male came up to us... he was elderly and no real threat alone... but while he was with us I saw the female again in my periphery. Corralling us. We walked forward with artificial calm. That's when we came up on the whole pride of them. They looked like they were waiting for us. I watched the man to see what he was going to do. He bolted suddenly toward the trees, and I followed. A few lions ran after us. Somehow the man climbed right up a tree and was on the top of it in no time... I didn't struggle, but it took me a minute longer. I climbed as quickly as I could to the highest branch that would support me. A thick bed of moss was in my face and I pressed up against it, not able to see much else. Now, somehow I ended up transcending this bed of moss at the top of the tree. I climbed up into a bookstore, and I was wandering around looking for someone. Maybe the man?