I dreamt that I was driving my car with my mom, and I ran out of gas. I got yelled at for not filling it earlier. I was able to coast down the hill, then turn at a stop sign, and continue coasting down that street. I ended up at a small pond, where a kangaroo fell into the mud as I approached. I stopped the car here and got out. I somehow knew I was in a cannibal movie at this point, and the natives were going to eat the kangaroo once it got tired enough. I tried to look for some point of reference since I was going to walk from here and had to return. I looked in the bushes and saw a native, and flicked him on the nose. From here I set off into the jungle with my guide who warned me that I could die. I wandered around the jungle and saw a frog, but I thought it might be poisonous.