9-6-11 I don't remember what the setting was, but I was talking to two middle-aged guys. I'm pretty sure I had been talking to more people on the same subject before, but I don't remember any of that. We were talking about special doors that open into different worlds. The previous people had seen the doors, and seen the doors while they were open, and seen through the doors. The two last guys were different. The second guy, a rough-looking man in the lower 30s, said he had gone through the doors. Right then I could see in my mind's eye the door and the other world beyond. It wasn't as much of a world as it was like subspace: Swirling colors and little tangible land. What really got me going was what the first person said: He said that he was able to open the doors. I understood that he meant he could open them when others couldn't, or when they were locked, and this got me really excited. And a little scared. And I awoke. The crazy thing about it was that the doors seemed so amazing because the dream was set in this world, as it is, with NO fantasy elements whatsoever. And then there are these doors...
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