CatSlave

About eight/eleven month ago - Low Lucid level -

Laying on a carpark floor, the ground was slighlty moist but not cold, wearing a thin cream coloured, yellowing night gown which was also damp and sticking to my skin. I wasn't cold. I roll my head over to my left and see a building made of light bricks with a white door. The door had a knob handle (also white) and a small slot window on the top half a bit to high for eye level. Next to the door was a off White sign with light grey lettering.

NO
PARKING

I chuckled reading it, aware that the first thing I ever read (to my knowledge) in a dream was something like that. Nodded off into another non-lucid dream.