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non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

(...) I'm walking in Lisbon and it's a gorgeous day and the city is full of tourists. I become lucid and think about what I'll do. Fly away? Keep going ahead? I'm attracted to a grey alley which leads to a dead end. Someone, whom I feel as familiar, but in reality can be anybody, points to a door behind me. I look.
"Yeah, so?"
"Look again."
Now the door is orange, fluffy and has some facial features. I'm incited to go through it and emerge on the other side. So, I'm like swallowed by the "mouth" of the door but I hesitate on coming out on the other side, so I get stuck in this intermediate area. I hear the voice of the other person telling me to rush up because the passage will close. And soon enough this place starts closing in around me and I only have time to break through a little opening between a wall in front of me and the ceiling above me. When I get out on the other side, the door behind me is the back cover of a comic book with the story of my childhood. I feel a deep sense of loss when I walk away from the door/cover and I start crying compulsively.
But, aware of the emotions, they dissipate and I move forward. I find myself at some kind of giant warehouse with blocks and alleys between them. Each block is like a shop with something on display, but has no doors, we have to climb some small stairs on the side, like the stairs of a bunk bed, to get to the their top. There are other persons staring at them like me and a nice guy points to one block decorated with Dragon Ball characters and suggests we go to that one and play to a Kamehameha fight. I find it childish and irresistible, so I accept. But when we climb on top of the block, it's totally different. There's some ambient music and rows of hangers with women clothes. Am I supposed to choose an outfit? The clothes are all very feminine, I try one outfit and feel very sexy. At that moment the music changes and I hear latin and belly dancing musics. I recall the dance classes I had many eyears ago and I dance a bit to see how I manage. I'm ok, but soon enough there's a perv making indecent proposals so I climb down from there. I see another block which resembles a Starbuck's coffee house. I meet there a gay couple who start talking to me and say they are music managers. They know I can sing and invite me to work with them. Yeah, that sounds good, but when they offer to pay me some food, I start saying "no milk, no meat, no wheat" and there's nothing on the menu that I can eat and they look at me as if I'm a weirdo and puf, there goes a future musical contract to the garbage.
Then I encounter a very "rough on the edges" block, made of solid wood and on it I meet some people I know from an alternative organization and they are working wood. They run a carpentry worskshop, they are currently recovering an old boat and as they show me what they do, I'm instantly seduced by it. "Woodwork, hum?" Never thought I'd consider this but... teach me! How zen my life would be...

I walked into a hazy area.
Was it a room?
Was it an outdoor space?
Or was it actual space?
But I was too preoccupied to care. Because across this infinity, I spotted a dark figure. I approached the only sign of humanity that I had in this environment with interest. My heels clacked on whatever floor there was if there even was one.
This figure was now in turn approaching me.
My heart pounded.
This person could be dangerous.
They could kill me. No one would ever know.
But inside I felt a compelling reason that everything would be ok, and that it was actually necessary to meet with this person.
As this body came into view I realized that there was a striking resemblance and familiarity about them.
I then realized that this figure was another copy of myself however this copy was male.
Out of nowhere this blue line that seemed to go on forever, shot between us and settled on the ground to a dim glow on the floor.
We looked up at each other and pantomimed for a second before in unison asking
"Who are you?"
We then each walked across the line simultaneously and I assumed his position as the male version of myself and he assumed the female version.
I felt myself up in disbelief and realized he was doing the same.

And then I woke up.