I had this one dream when I was younger (somewhere around 11 or 12) and I was running through the jungle. I'm running along this mountain path that has a drop on the right side of the path and the mountain side to the left. I come to a bridge that has fallen down and I have two options, I can stop and the monster behind me will eat me, or I can jump and try to make it across. I wake up.
YEARS later, I pick up right where I left off. I jump and keep running. I wasn't thinking about that dream at any point in time before having the second part.