It had started out with me going to a new semester of classes but through all of the classes we were like, in a subway. And people kept looking out this window at sheep on a hill. You would just stare and there was a strange focus that zoomed in on one of the sheep but they didn’t move.
Apparently, despite us being in a subway around the city and continually walking around downtown for classes and shit, there were strict rules. I somehow was waiting on friends shopping when I realized I was 10 minutes late to class and I was going to die. orz
Breezing over stupid personal stuff that I think was about giving up/letting go, jumping out of subways was a no-no. But it’s OK, because the system the cops used in my dream to figure what to do with rule-breakers was based on some sort of 8-point system- the less points you had the better the chance you wouldn’t be punished. Leaving the personal drama, I went up these stairs, thinking “kay next level” which were apparently levels of Germany or something.
I got out and found myself in a tree-housey room in the air. There were old, German houses and Ferris wheels all over, but what stood out was that there was a Long John Silver’s. And right next to that fast food chain, was a whole picnic of weeaboos. I gasped and tried to hide, and left somewhere else.
Found myself in this huge store-like place that had AMAZING STUFF. Then I met with someone and we were walking around while I picked up amazing stuff like holographic Hello Kitty poster or whatever. But I was talking to this person, and I guess we had a fight and she was mad at me because I was trying to like, coax her into talking with me.
I found myself in an aisle of this weird jewelry that was all wooden but was poorly painted in red, where the paint was faded and peeled off. Suddenly Grissom from CSI and a few others characters were there talking about a case. What made it turn weird was when Sarah appeared, holding one of the old jewelry that was actually a knife, walking like a zombie towards Grissom. Someone was obviously controlling her, so they had to find the suspects. They came down to taking fingerprints of these golden statues shaped like large hands, which Grissom’s unusual topic of interest to solve the case was improv.
And he began explaining what improv was while getting copies of these papers you needed to do improv, that had like tables and stuff.
So then I left that place as soon as possible, but then ended up talking to someone about something. In the conversation person A needed to get something, and I was trying to figure out what to do. I finally said, “I’ll get it!” and whatever the thing was, it made me realized ‘I couldn’t get that if this wasn’t a dream’ and I woke up.