DejaVu!!!

This is going to be really absurd, but still I feel like putting it in words

I was feeling too thirsty in the middle of the night; blame it on our heater or on bad weather. We ran out of water stock for two days now. I went for a refrigerator raid; all I could find was a can of diet coke in the midst of beers and drinks. Came back with it, opened the can. Some how I felt like drinking it while lying down. I drank the coke and slowly …. No I was angry at that moment. With my mom! She does not have time to talk to me. Why? She didn’t even know that I am angry. She is too busy talking to some one. I left the room. The road I walked from my childhood seemed different. It is a stormy kind of night. Just the atmosphere waiting for rain! A cool breeze dwindling away! Felt like running into the breeze. The walk way was un-naturally straight. I started swift walking which changed into frantic running with in moments. Into woods into the breeze I ran with all my energy.
I didn’t know were I am running into, a territory which I never ever be footed. It is all greenery every where, too much of greenery. Lot of trees but the way to walk is clear. There were lots of creepers from woods hanging touching the ground. I checked couple of them; they are strong but still green. I kept on walking. It looks like an ancient place. There I saw a stepped walk –way, steps down to an ally. Steps made with old granite, looked like made in last generation. I went down the steps. I ended up the ally looking at a huge structure. The structure looked like an old fort or may be an ancient temple. But nothing of sort I have seen in my life. Rounded headed entrance with no doors. I felt a bit scared, but went on. The open stone door lead me to a corridor, a wide stone structured corridor. I could feel moisture in the atmosphere with a lot of old green algae everywhere on the wall. Some where water is dripping; I could hear the sound, but very far. I heard a woozing sound, some thing like a bee. The sound gradually increased. The wall in front of me looked like an opening to the next level, but a little too high to climb. I stared in the direction of the sound.
It was like a flying scissor, but I didn’t get enough time to analyze the structure. Some thing from my mind told me to run. I left sprinting to my left around the round surfaced wall. The flying thing followed me. I didn’t see how close it was, but the woozing sound was gaining on me …very fast. The front opening I earlier saw on the stone wall looked climbable now. I ran all across the round structure once to get back to the place where I saw the opening and I jumped in to the next story. It was some thing like a coniferous structure with a lot of algae over it, but built of old huge stones. The flying thing which was round in shape was little big to enter into the opening, but the sound changed rite behind me. I felt like it is trying to cut open the stone. I kept on climbing up frantically round the cone. I don’t know how many I climbed, but reached the summit of the building. Through a small opening I reached the dome. It was some thing like a 30 meter diameter dome. Again stony structure. The tress with creepers were dangling over the huge structure all around the dome. Some thing told me that I do not have much time. I ran towards the dome edge and jumped over a tree. The dome was again slippery, wet. I almost fell down but got grip on one of the creeper, strayed my self up. Reached the tree top, held my birth and watched the dome head with horror. With in seconds the whole circle dome collapsed and a stream of flying things came out. This time I had a better look. It is being flown by some thing. It has the outer look of an old wet grinder and the top part looks like a water scooter. The sound is produced by some saw blade tooth in circle form which makes it float. I think the same blades where used to cut through the stone wall.
There were three of them, with the last one being the biggest. It flied around the dome for a couple of minutes, but they couldn’t find me on the tree top. The algae on the wall had made me almost green and I was on camouflage in the tree top. The woozing thing disappeared back into the building. I started to think, where am I….?I heard some foot steps on the first path way which was visible by now from the tree top. There was a group of ppl dressed like native Indians, say ppl who were on the movie Apocalypto. I slowly went down. I could make out, they were praying the fire for some thing. I could make out, it was some thing like gratitude to a field which gave them rice. I tried to join them but no one noticed me! With in moments, there was a thud sound from some where. The natives gathered their stuff and disappeared into the woods. Most of them climbed the dangling trees and they where gone. I looked for some thing to defend myself, in case it was the flying thing. I slowly walked behind the stone building, to see the source of the sound. The ground was again going steep, but there were stoned steps. I walked up slowly … Found a big statue. Looked like a human face, but so big that I could clime on it and I could stand on its hair. I tried to hide myself in the statue. As there was some sort of sound coming. I held my breath and waited. With in a moment a helicopter appeared right next to me. The pilot was looking for something but strangely, there was no sound. A very small air chiseling sound was there when the copter turned around and the tail rotor almost hit the statue. But again the pilot looked very much scared and he was constantly searching the ground with his thumb on fire arm. Then I heard foot steps again. This time it was a group of proper American soldiers
They all looked scared. They were trying to be very silent even with their foot steps. Following them there was a plane, an ATR model one, which was pulled and pushed using the tree creepers. They where headed a little west of the statue, going towards the valley. Suddenly, that thud again, this time, every soldier started to run. The thud was repeating and approaching towards the group. I stood still on the statue, making sure neither the soldiers nor the thing that might be causing the thud will notice me. Many of the soldiers left the plane but some made sure that, it reaches the slope and got in. It rolled down to the valley …I held my breath and waited to see the source of thud. But nothing came. I sat there for a while. After some time, I gathered courage and came down. Slowly came out into the open ground and checked the place. It looked like no mans land in an old map. A way which is dividing two countries! Both sides looked like old tribe hide outs but nothing concrete to see. The breeze stared again, and I started walking towards the breeze …after a while I again started running, this time I struggled to keep my eyes open …the breeze was changing to a storm, I tried to cover my face with hands while running. Some thing fell on the face. I took it off the face and opened my eyes.
I was lying on my bed wet with my sweat. I was feeling awkwardly thirsty. Woke up and checked the refrigerator, saw the same can of coke still in the refrigerator among the beers! I thought for a moment, am I dreaming now? Or I dreamt earlier ……? I left the can and headed towards the bedroom to see what happens next!