i dreamt i was with my brother. there was a beach head divided in two by a looming sand colored cliff. to the right was the "safer" beach, which was strongly recommended because the waters were shallow. to the left was a more dangerous beach (although i can't recall why it was so). i decided to swim to the safer beach.

there was a line going up (i believe) to the top of the cliff. it tunneled through the ground in a weaving ant-like passage. i was following a woman carrying her child. every so often, the claustrophobia-inducing tunnel involved a literal crawlspace that i barely was able to negotiate. at one point, i recall feeling a mild panic after i had crawled through a narrow hole to my waist and discovered no way to go through the rest of the way...