JintoLin

 I dreamt I was on a roof; to be more precise I dreamt I was falling off a roof, only this was not your normal falling dream.  It was one of those dreams where I knew it was a dream and unlike most falling dreams I didn't wake up; what I did do was stop falling.  I was standing not quite on the roof and not quite on the side of the building.  It was night in this dream and the only light I had to go by was the occasional street lamp, but it was enough for me to see that something was moving far below me.  Squinting I could make out that it was not just one thing down there; it was several things.  That was when they all turned towards me, loo