Another lucid. Huge white plane went down. No survivors. Even those who saw the crash and told their tales disappeared. There was a scientist who wrote it down. He’s gone too. In my dream, I talked to a few of those who were on the plane. They tell me the details…but I can’t remember what they say…I just remember talking to them right before the crash. And then they disappear, and I am looking at scraps on the ground. There is a file with the scientist’s last thoughts before he disappeared. It tells the whole story.