I dreamt I was using public transit trying to get a train, but I wasn’t on the station yet. I was on a big dry street dirty with rust with a walkway in the center and an extremely long arched diesel punk looking thin escalator hanging by two large steel ropes halfway like a suspension bridge that led directly to the train platform very high above me. The construction made me feel small.

I got on with a crowd of many ppl, but then I realised it was the wrong platform it led to and some ppl in the crowd said so too and “we will never make it in time to the right platform.”

But unlike them, after reaching that wrong platform, I just got on another, slightly less long suspended escalator going downwards. It was short enough to not have steel cables but was arched as well.

Using that, I reached an area that wasn’t a platform. I was on dry firm dusty soil between many train tracks. Some tunnels ended there.

I was getting ready to jump on a freight train that was about to come out of one of the tunnels. Its head lights were already illuminating the tunnel walls of a curve inside. But then a guy in a yellow signal vest on the other side of the tracks said “Hey! Do you even know the codes to control the trains? Braking is 50000.” I said “No, I just know 2000 and 5000.” “That’s too dangerous. How do you even brake?” “Well I just put my feet out on the ground on both sides of the train while holding on to it.”

I could clearly remember the picture in my mind how I had done it in the past from an empty brown open train carriage they use to transport wood. Somehow trains were small enough for me to sit on them dangling my feet on both sides at the same time.

The guy laughed. He said he had jumped on trains all his life, but never heard of anyone braking like that. I said “Here it comes. Check this out.”

The train shot out of the tunnel and suddenly I was seeing myself like in a video game third person view. I stood in front of the train speeding towards me, then jumped and landed on the empty open carriage right behind the engine, like on a surfboard. Then I held on to it and put both feet on the ground and steered and halted it like a sleigh right in front of the other guy. He was impressed how I wrangled the train without using codes. That’s when I woke up.