I was perched behind a rickety old wooden house that was next to a river, although I don’t remember any land, just lots of water everywhere. Two planes came flying low over the river and suddenly wrapped themselves around the drainpipe of the house. I wondered how I would rescue the pilots. Somehow, they disappeared, but a third plane wrapped itself around the same drainpipe. I managed to get the pilot out of that one but don’t remember now how, only that it was quite a puzzle to open the plane and get him out without his falling into the water below. He may have been bigger than the plane and I think he was retrieved upside down. Whatever happened, it was quite remarkable, and the sun shone in an eerie way over all.