I was lucid, but perhaps only in knowing I was dreaming; my mind's clarity was for wanting.
I was walking the halls of the school of younger days, which was more or less deserted. I could see a door to the outside down a lengthy hallway. It seemed to be night, but an orange glow lit the walkway outside, presumably from a street lamp.
I entered a classroom, and found it to bear a number of my friends and acquaintances. They stood around desks, making idle conversation. Striding across the room, I now became fully aware of my dream state. Still a bit hazy, I struggled to recall the Task. I remembered the Basic Task, but could not invoke the Advanced, my goal. I questioned this of a nearby DC, who, if I remember correctly, informed me of last month's Task. After long enough, however, I grasped the Task.
Walking to a counter nearby, I observed a number of crude sketches on loose leaf paper. One resembled what I now realize was the 'Gingerbread Man.' I gestured at this paper, at which point the creature lifted itself from the paper on which it was created. He stumbled a few feet, looked about at his now very confused audience, before performing a daring feat of acrobatics by leaping from the counter, swinging around several surfaces, and scrambling out the door.
From this point onward, the dream is relatively uneventful, so I will close this entry.
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