Things started with a scene looking out from a travel bus fetching a group of visitors having their company/organisation trip - a comparatively big cock running across a bridge over the river at a not-too-far distance countryside. The guide saud, "Follow it. Then you get the route." All visitors took off from the bus and followed it. Soon they got into a historic town, packed with many old houses. While walking on the path, I found...
... By running as fast as possible, as it seemed no people were around at all. I finally got the way out and found the bus. After I told them what occurred earlier, they, all Malay Muslims, clearly said, "Yes, you have seen. At that time, you should make a cross."
Then I awoke this morning.

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