I and someone who looked like Bianca and/or Iris from Pokemon were walking along a wooden bridge that was elevated less than a foot over the surface of the somewhat murky swamp surrounding us. She walked while balancing on one side of the wooden walkway, and I took the other to balance on as we walked along the wooden path just above the water.

Then things took a turn for the more dangerous.

Bianca-Iris grabbed at a vine, gave some momentum, and launched herself at the vegetation, the riparian woodland, just at the edge of the water, and just above where a number of crocodiles lay. Somehow, I followed her lead despite the significant spike of danger in doing so.

We were doing fine in the air, around 6 feet, a couple meters, above- that was until one of the crocks lunged directly up that distance to snap the wide open jaws around one of us. Bianca-Iris was able to avoid a bad end there, but had to lose her grip of the vine and fall to the water below to do so. I'm pretty sure I ended up in the same situation not too long after.

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Now that I was in crocodile infested waters, I knew not to make sudden movements; however, with the horizontal swish of it's tail, a crock silently B-lining towards me from the right made me act unwise. Despite the thought of "a slow breast stroke would be the best here," the thought of "danger- threat- escape!" is what caused me to ignore what splash it'd have and just free style out of there, while doing my best to see what crocks would be nearby.

As the two of us swam along the river-like body of water of the swamp, we needed to help each other into the trees' low hanging branches occasionally to avoid an approaching crock or two.

At one point, I was hugging a branch with my arms, while my legs were gripping/being gripped by someone trying to avoid being eaten.

I think at some point Iris and Bianca split into two separate people; Bianca, however, transformed into a swim instructor in maybe her 50s or 60s.

It ended with more avoiding crock lunges by grabbing onto tree branches and clinging to each other. The lid to a laundry bin was used to swat at the crocodilians briefly.