Voyages of a Skywalker

We are at a big party. Amber C. is here and a bunch of other girls I know. It seems that most are girls but there are definitely some boys lingering. We are doing a loft of moving. There is a different movement to mimic/practice/execute in each section of the house. The secret room is here, at least "a" secret room is here. I open the door and there is a fireplace and big stuffy armchairs. It seems no one knows about the room. A second time I peer in, a woman gives me a sneaky smile and locks the door. I intuitively know I can get in though, whenever I wish.

Upstairs there are men feeding on girls like vampires. I do not spend too much time up here but I don't remeber feeling any fear. Everything seemed normal and not taboo. At one point I cannot find any of my friends. I fear that either
a) they have left early without me or
b) ther vampire like men have gotten to them.

I check the hidden room (reconfirming my aforementioned premonition) and they are not there. So I grab my shoes, which is somewhat of a dillema because at this point I am quite lucid and have to decide which shoes are the most logically fit for a quick getaway. I don't recoginze any of the shoes as mine but am confident that I can have my pick because afterall, I'm dreaming. I pick a pair of checkered tennis shoes that are multicolored and remind me of a pair Amanda C. has. I head outside to put them on, which is very difficult. Outside I sit on a curb to put on the shoes. I feel safer out here in the open. The curb is concrete, white concrete. Mid shoeing, I see my companions come out of the door behind me. I don't understand but I figure that I started loking for them before I as very lucid so I must have just missed them. I decide to ask anyway and find out that they have been in the basement. Amber tells me that there is a whole set of rooms down there. She was in a room working on her core strength.