The HollowI was standing by a pond in the middle of some woods. It had a ladder leading into the water like a swimming pool, and my family were swimming in it despite how dirty the water looked. I was clutching a book to my chest. It looked like a diary and the pages were yellowing with age. It was important to me, because when the wind suddenly blew the pages away I was running after them trying to gather them all up. Many of the pages were scattered near a huge tree, and as I walked closer I discovered a hollow inside the tree.
In the next part of the dream I was sitting on a swing inside the hollow. I think there was someone pushing me, I can't remember what they looked like as it's a very vague memory. There were lots of cobwebs everywhere and the roof of the hollow looked very unstable. Each time I swung forward it looked like it might collapse, so I told the person to stop the swing. It was then that I saw a human skeleton in the corner by the wall, and they started telling me how I was going to meet the person this once was one day.
Then there was silence, and I turned around and they had become nothing more than a lifeless pile of bones on the floor. Another skeleton.