I had a very odd dream recently...
I was then in an empty, dark void, standing on some huge long paper thin platform that was covered in dust.
I could see my dad and brothers on another platform, and they where running across the platforms onto other ones separated by gaps.
I realised the platforms where actually the LCD sections of a digital watch's numbers, but huge. Above me was a ginormous (I love that word) screen of glass with a dim light behind, I guessed this was the glass screen of the watch....
I saw the one they jumped off suddenly disappear, and it was because the number changed; they where on the minutes number, and it now showed "59".
I was far away on the hour number (the whole numbers where as big as car parks)... The minures read "59"... Oooooh shiieeettt...
I tried running as fast as I could, kicking up dust as I sprinted to the nearest section, but I was too slow. Just before I could leap to the two dots that separated the minutes and the hours, the section disappeared (and the dust with it, I half expected it to all fall off but apparently not) and I fell into the endless dark void below. By dad and brothers looking at me from afar, their faces with a look of sorrow, was the last thing I saw.
It kind of reminded me of the dark nothingness in Time Bandits, where they're trapped in the cage. Watch that movie if you haven't, it's amazing. It also has Monty Python in.
It was an awesome dream, the best I've had in weeks.