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I have decided on a new way of describing rooms and smaller areas since I reckon I've done a pretty poor job of it so far. The door of the room is always North.

Non-lucid
Lucid

I was in a fairly small room, I was sitting on a stool in the south-westerly corner, playing on a hi-hat and three of my chums where sitting on a brown leather sofa against the eastern wall. One of my teachers was there, talking about something, I was too engrossed in the hi-hat to take note. I then heard him say, “I will see you all next lesson”. Now, I knew it was currently the summer holidays so I did a reality check. Bingo! The room went dark. I tried to look at my hands so I could do another but it was too dark to see. I look toward the door which is a little off north east, if you know what I mean. The door lead to a hallway lit with sodium lights. Benny was walking a little ahead of me, he said something to the teacher who replied with, “I don't think you're in my lesson.” Benny gives his characteristic confused look and carries on walking. I see the door up ahead, and I am also looking at all the Dcs. I try to talk to one, but he had a speech defect, so I couldn't understand or remember what he was trying to say. I walk out the door into a town. It's more of a park than a town. There was a small fountain in front of me. It was a small column of stone, reaching my waist and it had rocks piled on top of it, with water coming out the top of course. I leant on it, and reached for the water. It was cold. I noticed a group of school children who were all looking at something. I went round to see and there was a boy holding a dog he threw it on the ground. Nobody reacted.
The dream ended.