I was dreaming that I was walking down a deserted area with dirt that had cracked into dust. While I was walking down this area, I saw a bridge ahead. I looked around for anything else but still nothing was there but the bridge. So I walked steadily ahead and it looked like the bridge was sort of bending, wavy or is it maybe just a mirage that I was seeing right in front of me. The closer I got to the bridge, the more it had twisted. I was starting to think if I would be able to even cross it since its twisted and demented. I had a feeling that there would be another thing on the other side of this bridge. So I took a step on to the bridge and already I felt a strange sort of feeling in the environment but it didn’t do anything and I continued. As I walked on, the bridge was twisting, and it was getting more difficult for as I took more steps. Further down the bridge, it looked like an ocean. I saw the bridge was coming to an end but then connected itself to the ocean, a roaring ocean. Up above at the skies, there seemed to be something flying, something huge, I tried to focus onto it and it was a griffon, I didn’t expect that but it was a magnificent creature, it was quite a look but I kept going forward. On both far sides of the oceans were just walls that lead to one path, one direction. It was the only way I could and that I couldn’t think of going back so I moved forward. I was in the middle of the ocean, when it was roaring directly at me, trying to give me fear and no hope. But I had the courage in my heart from friends and family to keep me going. I kept on going trying to see what was on the other side of the ocean but I couldn’t and then I woke up.