Tumbling through void, with a gun

Wow! WHAT a dream last night. I was the tailgunner on some sort of ancient warplane, a Lancaster I think, and a shot from somewhere blew us outside the aircraft. There were four of us hanging on, gunning away, then falling off the plane as it approached a beachside town from the water.

Falling was exhilarating; I was in a decent arch, and all around me people were laughing, just like a real skydive. I had a strange kind of parachute, an umbrella-shaped thing I held with one hand, and it got me safely to the seashore… where I started running, because someone was chasing me. Free-running through alleys and back gardens, I got away. What a nocturnal adventure!

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