Two young women [possibly sisters] were trapped on a large, uninhabited tropical island. Their history was blurred, but there was a feeling of banishment and fear surrounding them. They knew that, unless something was done, they would grow old and eventually die on the island... forever forgotten.

Their solution was to start a tribe so the story could be passed down through the generations. The island was ripe with life... a perfect place for humans to live... yet, how would two women create life?

The dream back story kinda skipped around a bit here but, the two women entered a small cavern and called up some very dark and evil magic to create about a dozen humans. Time passed, the humans [reproduction and the fear of extinction being in the forefront of their minds] bred, and a small tribe formed. Their culture also included human sacrifice... the offering of one to insure the survival and bounty of the many. There was no "romance" or "love" ...only survival.

Deep in the island mountain, the two women disappeared into the cavern where they created the humans... and more time passed.

The actual dream began with the discovery of two teens in love... however, one had been chosen to be sacrificed. I don't remember if it was the girl or boy, but that wasn't considered to be a large detail at the time. As you can imagine, the two kids weren't all that thrilled at the prospect of loosing each other, so they ran away. Of course, this angered the tribe... which began a chase across the island.

As with all my pursuit dreams, there were many "rooms" they passed through only, in this case, they passed through caves and tunnels, past beaches and lagoons, through dark jungle, and over mountains... all the while, the tribe followed... determined to cary out the sacrifice.

In one scene, the two lovers had temporarily lost the tribe in the mountain caves. They entered a cavern lit with phosphorescent moss. In the middle of the room grew an ancient oak... pools of water lay between the roots. The air was thick with tension as they stared at the tree. Leaning against the trunk, entwined in vines and moss, lay the remains of the two women... their skulls grinning back at them through time. This was an evil place... dark energy raising the hair on the backs of their necks. The two slowly crept along the wall, past the tree, and exited the cavern through the tunnel in the back.

Not far, the tunnel opened to blue sky and a long drop into the lagoon. Just beneath them, a large waterfall spilled out from the mountain and crashed over rocky outcroppings before joining with the ocean below. They could hear voices above the roar of the waterfall... the tribe had found them... there was no escape.

They held hands and jumped...

...and I woke up.