On the night of December 15, 2007 I had a very vivid dream about a shopping trip with my teenaged daughter and a bicycle ride. The first part of the dream was about an unusual shopping trip to the strip center that used to be next to our Church and school. The center appeared just as it was when I attended our Church’s elementary school. We first went into a clothing store that was located at the corner of the strip center. My daughter was very fussy while we were in the store and didn’t like anything that they had in stock. We left the store and went into the drug store where one of the salespersons was someone from my current parish. After the visit to the drug store, we drove toward to the Piggly-Wiggly grocery store that had been converted into a high-end women’s clothing store.
The next thing I notice is that I am now peddling a bicycle away from the strip center. After riding through the campus of an elementary school, I continue into the countryside and peddle past pastures with horses and cattle. I continue riding into a rundown ghost town on a street of adobe houses and empty sheet-metal barns. As I continue down the street it becomes very narrow and I’m not able to ride the bike any further. While I was stopped I noticed something dash into one of the adobe houses. All I saw of the creature was that it had very hairy legs that were a blackish-gray color.
Several people approach me and invite me to stay and visit with them. I explained that I was traveling around the area seeking out ghost stories and haunted places to create a 
Haunted Bicycle Tour. The people were very enthusiastic since there were numerous haunted buildings in their town. Also, they had all had ghostly encounters that they were eager to share with visitors. Just then a Galaxy C100 Air Force cargo plane crashes into a pasture approximately a quarter-mile away. The crew has exit the wreck and seem to leave the area without speaking to us. This is when we notice the sky has become very cloudy and darkens and a dangerous storm with high winds and rain
threatens. As we race into the nearest house, we watch a tornado tear through the countryside. Once the tornado disappears, I get back on my bicycle and return home. I ride past more cattle and several cowboys are chasing a very large Black Angus bull. I then woke and recorded this dream.
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