I was heading somewhere. I think I was looking to visit my step-mum. I parked at this kind of large shed at a farm area and then I was elsewhere talking to my step-mum about something.

At some point I think I asked about staying an extra night and my step-mum wasn’t sure so I said something and then had to go move my car. I went to my car and asked someone about having it there for another night. I can’t remember what was said but I’m pretty sure I ended up getting into it and driving away to look for somewhere else to park.

Then from somewhat above and at a distance and angled view I could see an incredibly large mass of horses stampeding across the land, running through and around everything kicking up loose soil into thick clouds. They seemed to have been pouring out of one of those helicopters with the back that opens as a ramp.

I was then in a long, seemingly endless grey tunnel. It had pillars on the ceiling and floor that ran horizontal from wall to wall and they ran the length of the tunnel. I had to ride a horse through this tunnel to get away from the horses that were charging down through and the horse I was on had to jump over the pillars on the ground without jumping too high so as to not hit the pillars on the ceiling.

The horse I was on kept having difficulty so I had to get off a few times to guide it over the pillars on the ground but there were other people with horses who were handling getting past the pillars.

Then I woke up.