Some friends and I are playing ball in a field that is very large, flat, and surrounded by woods. There are no roads leading onto this field. Suddenly we notice a car going across the field. We are amazed at its presence, especially when we notice that no one is driving the car. As we rush toward the car, it goes into a ditch. My friend Art and I rush to it and are stunned when we see my car in the ditch. As we approach it, I see a small fire and yell for Art to get back. Almost simultaneously, the car bursts into flames. We rush to save what we can but the heat is very strong. As I look I notice my scanner on the dashboard. I immediately run to the window and pull the scanner to safety. We back away, and the car explodes before our eyes. We then walk away and talk about the incident. The strange thing is, we never bring up how the car got onto the field or even that it was my car that exploded. As I wake up, I realize that we were walking down a dirt road with trees on either side.
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