I have gone out with some friends - apparently 3 (or maybe four?) friends: two girls and a guy. I'm not sure why, but we ended up lost in a dangerous neighborhood. We kept running to get somewhere safe, but we knew danger was nearby, so we couldn't stop. On the way, I suddenly remembered I had the power to teleport - or, as I called it, "extra-transport" ("teletransporte" e "extratransporte", respectively, in Portuguese). Or at least I thought I had it: I had a fuzzy memory of using it before, though I couldn't remember if it was really a dream or real life. We continue traveling through the city, meeting strange people and crowded streets, until I found a safe spot, and we tried extra-transporting.

I told my friends all about it (one of them even asked if I didn't mean "teleport"), and I instructed them to hold on my arms, which I held out to them. They had to hold on tight, while I closed my eyes and pictured the place I wanted to go. We would teleport to the place, if it worked. It didn't. I was confused, and now kinda sure the whole thing was a memory from a dream. We walk out to a street and find ourselves in the only "safe", non-crowded spot, under a over-passing bridge. To our right, the sun shines in an orange, four o' clock hue, and everything seems dry. To our left is a storm, with lightning and the water raining down heavily. I stare into the storm and notice what seems to be a pillar - it seems to be some kind of hurricane, and it is headed our way. I vaguely recall seeing something like that when I was a child, but since the teleportation memories proved false, I wondered if the hurricane I remembered was a dream as well.