I am at the end of a large tan marble hall, the walls to my left and right are lined with doors. At the end of the hallway is an arched double door. I understand that this is my school.
I am in a mall, looking for some DC that I am in love with whom I had known at the school. I go into a furniture store and start looking at the people shopping there, hoping I will find the DC. I realize that I am dreaming and decide that I should look for my dream guide. For some reason I decide to let the dream guide me along, so I watch the DCs around me, hoping to find something that will lead me to my dream guide. A guy stops and motions for me to follow him. He has medium length dark brown hair, and an actual face unlike the other people, whose faces I can't distinguish very well. I take his hand and he begins to lead me around the store quickly. As we do so my surroundings blur, I only see the DC, who is saying things to me in words that I don't understand, but his tone and expression make it clear that whatever he is leading me to is very important. We seem to be wandering aimlessly, so I tell him that he isn't real. for a split second he turns into j and smirks at me, then continues leading me in circles. I focus my attention to what he is saying and ask him where my dream guide is. He replies in giberish, so I let go of his hand and he walks away. My surrounding are beginning to fade. I try spinning.
I have a false awakening in which I go over the dream I just had in my head to keep it in my memory.
I am back in the marble building from before, this time I am in one of the rooms. A woman is showing me and a few others a painting of a garden from the 1800's. She tells us that it is historically important and mentions something about voilets. The painting consists of thick black lines and I remember there being a lot of blue. It looked like a stained glass window.
The scene changes. I am still in the school, this time looking into a glass room filled with plants. The teacher is saying something about the flowers I am looking at. They look like they are made of paper. There are pansies and some made up flower that has pink petals with white at the tips. Now it is only me there, I see a mosquito on the glass, underneath a fern like plant's leaves. I have a camera with me. I go to the open door and stand partially in the glass room. I realize that the mosquito is not realy a mosquito, It has morphed into a shrimp-like bug that is hovering in the air between two fern leaves. It has a redish shell that keeps shifting around, it's shape is not permanent. It's eye is like a fish eye with it's pupil directly in center. It's iris consists of about 4 to 6 rings, the inner ones are shades of green and the outer yellow. It occurs to me that this is a new species, so I need to get a picture. I raise the camera up and zoom in on the thing. It's eye turns into an angry half circle, so I step back. It has drifted towards me it's eye no longer angry. It morphs into an origami-like fish shape.
I am in a small room sitting at a desk littered with papers. There are a few police officers in the room and a hispanic woman. Two officers bring in a man and the woman asks me if this is him. I am looking for the DC from earlier that I was in love with. I look at the guy, he is blonde, has on a green jacket and looks a lot like the DC, but he has a slightly enlarged forehead and pointy ears. I say "no, this isn't him". the guy looks dejected, stands up and walks in a strange crouchy way to the door and opens it. He steps out and falls, as if the room were suspended in mid-air.
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