Alice in...Wonderland?
My family and I were traveling in Russia. It was north western Russia. We come to a small restaurant. After ordering something, my dad couldn't pay the price. He was a few dollars too short.
"I need to go out to the car to get some extra cash," He says.
"Fine, then we'll take her as collateral!" One of the Russian waiters grabs me by the hair and drags me over to a small wooden table.
"Спасибо" I say, sarcastically (thanks). My parents leave the little restaurant. I engage in a conversation with the Russian waiter. She was so young, but her face was weathered and looked old.
I was shown down a secret hallway in the restaurant. The small restaurant became a large and lively mansion through this hallway.
The first room I explored was the Grand Library. I came down a set of half-spiral stairs. To the right of me were bookshelfs and small little TVs. I wondered why they had TVs in the library. After I came down the small set of stairs I noticed that there were 2 floors the the Grand Library. The top floor (which I was currently on) ran around the edge of the library. There was no floor in the center of the top floor, which exposed the grand bottom floor. Along the edges were the floor dropped off there was no railing.
Kind of like that, except no pews and no railings. The top floor was made with thin wood.
I walked along the edge of the top floor, admiring the many thousands of books. There was a large bookshelf blocking my way from walking the full outline of the top floor.
I heard clinks of metal, and looked across the library. On the top floor across from me were two people fighting with swords. They were dressed bizarrely, like something from an anime. They were not fighting for fun, but rather fighting to injure or kill. I kept my distance from them. One was a young lady and the other was a man. The young lady was skilled like a ninja. She was able to walk on the outermost portion of the top floor without falling to her death at the bottom.
I take the stairs to the bottom of the library. It's oddly white. There were couches in the center. I see a wooden door at the far end of the library, and open it. I go through the door and into a hallway which becomes dark and rustic. Through this hallway I see a myriad of doors and on each door someone had sloppily painted a symbol. I open one of the doors. Inside the room is a small dining room and a living room. The rooms are dimly lit, and a movie is playing in the living room. A girl and what appears to be her boyfriend are sitting on the couch watching the movie.
"Oh!" The girl gasps as she sees me in the room.
"I thought you were - nevermind..." She says again.
"This is my lover, and I want to marry him," She says again, cuddling up to the man on her sofa. She is only in her mid-late teens.
"Haha, then why don't you?" I ask her. She gives me a serious look.
"Because I can't. The other one is stopping me."
"Wait, what? Who is the 'other one'"? I ask her.
"You'll see him in a few minutes...We've got to hide you," She says to her boyfriend.
"What's going on?" I question, majorly confused. She explains to me that her boyfriend was taken prisoner here, just like me. She attempts to hide her boyfriend in the closet when the front door opens. Tweedle Dee steps in. WTF.
"You been wit my lover?!" Tweedle Dee shouts at the girl's boyfriend.
"N-no sir!" His voice quivers as he responds.
"And WHO are you?" He shouts as he turns around to me. I don't say anything.
"A new lover to add to my collection??" He smirks.
He attacks the girl's boyfriend and the girl screams in desperation. I tackle Tweedle Dee to the ground. He makes an innuendo and I immediately get off him. He grabs me by the hair and drags me out of the rustic room and down the hallway.
"I want you to meet a friend of mine!" He grunts, "She's my toy."
He throws me into a tall white room. I instantly grow 500 times my size and fill out the entire height of the room. The doorway out becomes the size of my finger. I feel claustrophobic. A little vampire enters the room through the door. She is in red and black clothing with black hair that trickles down her back like a waterfall. She grows 500 times her height as well and both of us are crammed in the same space together. She grabbed me by the shoulders and showed me her fangs.
"Vy hello der," She says with an accent. I throw my weight onto the wall beside me and it crumbles under the pressure. As I fall I shrink back into my normal size. Tweedle Dee, the Cheshire Cat, and the Vampire run after me down a long winding hall. The hall grows smaller and smaller until I can only fit into it by a crawl. I trip and fall into a summersalt-tumble down the tunnel and fall out of an air vent back into the humid, rustic, Russian restaurant.
"Welcome back," The Russian waitress smirks as she takes a sip of her coffee at the old wooden table.
"Yeah yeah whatever," I say, defeated. I take a seat at the table next to her.
"So when can I get out of here?" I ask. The waitress nearly spills her coffee at my question.
"You think you're actually leaving?" She asks, baffled.
Piano Dream
I'm sitting in front of a large grand piano. Sitting next to me on the bench is a little girl, maybe 5 or 6 years old.
"Play a song for me," She says.
"I can't," I respond as I look down at the beautiful piano below me.
"It wasn't your fault," the little girl says.
"I know," I whisper. I attempt to play the beautiful piano but even the first note I play sounds like grating metal.
"You need to overcome this."
"I know, I know" I say again.
Floods
All of the streets were flooded. It was only the streets, not the land. There were a ton of frogs and turtles in the road. I was with a group of people and we were spreading tarp over the road. The adults in the group told me not to walk on the road, but I wanted to anyways. I liked to feel the water rushing beneath my feet. It was pond water, there were fish and plant life in it. This fascinated me.
Shopping and being watched
My mom, my friend, and I were shopping. The cashiers kept watching us strangely. There was a boy with a deformed face. I felt bad for him. My friend and I were talking about lucid dreaming as we shopped for shirts.
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