My boyfriend and I and a couple of other people that I can't remember were on top of this huge hill and it was kind of cloudy, and not really bright. But it was a pretty day and kind of cool, but there wasn't really a breeze. There were paths (dirt-paths) leading down the hill. There were little hills all around. I remember one of the girls that was with us slid down and we were supposed to follow. But she came to a place where the road split and she went down the right side. Then it branched off. I didn't see where she went, so we couldn't follow her. As she slid down she hollered "Don't come down." We were afraid that we wouldn't all end up in the same place and we'd all be lost.