July 30, 2018

I was on the roof of a skyscraper and the stairs down were locked behind a gate. On the other side of the gate was a dog-like creature with freakishly long limbs and snout. Its dark gray fur was matted and it continuously tried to swipe at us through the metal bars.

A “dream coach” was here to guide us down the building. They specialized in training one’s abilities within their dreams. I was told to practice how to jump higher and descend slower to prepare myself for flight. I seemed to always lose my balance when other people were watching.