Here's a dream for you.

I was fighting on the Eastern Front in WWII on the German side. Well, not exactly fighting, I think I was a journalist. And the fighting seemed to take place in an office building, and there were no uniforms. And most of the fighters seemed to be young women.

Anyway, we were capture by the Soviets and sent to a reeducation camp. Which was actually not too bad apart from the lectures.

They sent us to a giant swimming pool. I wasn't keen to get in. There was a horrible cone thing that pushed me under water. I thought maybe they are going to drown me after all. But the water turned out to be heated (!) and the current swept me out into a sort of flooded village. And then I discovered I was a pretty good swimmer, which is not the case in real life.

And that's when I woke up.