I hate Titles...

So my dream starts off with me (As a female harry potter) shoveling coals on a train with my best friend the joker. Then these three very smart children get on.

We exchange some words that I don't remember, and suddenly I'm fighting one of them on the room of the train while Joker cheers me on. We finish the fight because I knock the other one off the train, only to realize that the entire plan was to make the train go fast enough to derail so the cargo we were carrying would break.

I jump back inside the train, and start hammering on the brakes, but I can't slow down.

Dream skips.

I'm walking around in what appears to be New York? But it's got Gotham influences. I see something on a dolly in the street, It reminds me of the Mr. Freeze thing I had been transporting on the train. I go up and jump on it.

Suddenly I'm stuck, and I can't move.

The dolly pulls me downwards at an incredibly fast pace.

I'm suddenly being pulled into a white space.

Oh god! What's happening?

Maybe next time you'll think before jumping on something.

"What's going on?!"

"You're either going to meet your great great great grandfather, or you're dreaming. And you're not meeting your great great great grandfather."

Suddenly I can move my hands. I do a Reality Check (Because I think I'm under water at this point? I dunno.) Realize I can breath through my hand, and then I wake up because my room got too hot. >.>