I saw a fat little baby girl hanging from a cloth swing, suspended some twenty feet over a dark hole full of wooden spikes. She had on one of those floppy hats, red and white striped, and little red overalls with matching shoes. Her big, bright blue eyes were sparkling, and she was giggling as she slowly fell closer to those spikes. I somehow made myself fly, only it was incredibly painful. I asked the baby if she wanted to be rescued, and of course she nodded. I gathered her into my arms like I would hold a cat, and we flew back to the edge of the hole. She thanked me, and made her way from there.