Peroe

The dream starts in an elementary school. Not any school I've ever been to, but its still very real. The school day is wrapping up with some sort of gardening class, so most of the students are outside. I'm older than all of them but still there, probably as a student- oh, and also without any pants, so I guess you could call this a naked dream. To compensate, I sit down in a green plastic lawn chair and pull my shirt over my knees.

After overhearing a short conversation about the latest Nintendo DS, I head towards my car to look for some pants. However, sitting in the driver's seat is the lucid dreaming Youtuber Tipharot. I must know him in this dream reality, because I greet him like a friend, and then ask him to drop me off at the school's main entrance. However, he ignores my request and keeps driving. There are a few other driveways that lead to the school, but he passes them all without saying a word. At this point I remember that his first name is Matt, so I say "Matt, what are you doing? The school is over there." but no response comes.

Before long we reach a dirt road, which leads to the bank of a shallow pond. Without hesitation, Tipharot drives the car into the ponds and all the way across it, nearly submerging the whole car underwater. At this point, I have an ominous feeling about the situation. As we pull onto land on the opposite side of the pond, I grab his shoulder and shake it, then call him crazy. Without making eye contact, he responds with something like "Yeah, maybe I am, but we're here now." This makes me even more nervous.

Next, Tipharot drives the car around to where the dirt road becomes the edge of the pond. There are tall, jagged rocks there (and for some reason also a little corgi running around!) that for some reason I decided to climb, letting Tipharot out of my sight in the process. By now, I had it in my head that he wanted to kill me, but wasn't quite sure yet. After (for whatever reason) climbing on the rocks and almost falling a few times, I get down. I hear my name being called from the other side of the pond. Standing there, wearing a blue clown mask and brandishing two machetes was Tipharot.

Then I woke up