Highschool Dream

I had a dream where I was in my Highschool. The location was my Highschool but I didn’t know that in the dream, I believed it to be my place of work, which is strange because I am actually unemployed in real life.

I don’t know what my job was in the dream. But I got some strange vibes. Since this was based on the layout of [Redacted], the whole building consisted of nothing but those hallways between wings that have massive windows on either side and looking down, you would fall a great height if you were to jump out the window.

But there were papers with typed words on them plastered all over the windows. And since I was walking I couldn’t read much of each paper, but the little that I did read of each paper was enough to tell me that something was… off. Here are some phrases I remember:

Don’t feed her. (I hope they’re talking about an office pet)

Stay away from the tent. (A tent, inside a building?)

[Redacted] and [Redacted] have been ejected from the premise after speaking with her. (They weren’t really [Redacted], I just don’t remember their names)

Then I reached a T-section. I should have been wary because to my left was a glass wall in which there appeared to be people on the other side. To the right, the hallways continued into a dead end. But the curtains were closed on all the windows there, so it was really dark that way. I read the paper at the T-section. Now, don’t quote me on this, it was a really long paper and everytime I looked away, the words changed ever so slightly, but it definitely said

Don’t look at her. Don’t acknowledge her. Don’t go near her tent. And no matter what she says, don’t even think about marrying her.

I looked to my left. The glass wall was now opaque, I could not see anyone to my left, except for a woman that was definitely not there before but in the dream I believed had always been there. Only now because I can look back at my memories, I can see that she definitely wasn’t there until just then. I felt like I had known her for a long time and that she was my sister. I was pretty sure she had been with me as I was walking down the hall to the T-section, but now that I can see my memories in their wholeness, I know this isn’t the case. She has dark brown hair that is almost black. It was short and slightly curly. She was a few feet taller than me. So she looked downward to face me. And she was smiling. During the dream, that smile seemed friendly. Now… we’ll, at least she wasn’t showing teeth. It was just a closed lip smile as she watched me read the paper.

And to my right, the hallway seemed even darker. I could barely see the dead end.

I don’t know why I read the paper again. I must have felt that I had missed something. But when I read it again, it did not say the same thing.

You may ask her to marry you. Once you are married you may follow her into the tent.

After I read it, I decided to go to the right with the woman to the dark dead end. But it was dark and spooky and I thought to myself that there were no papers on the walls here and no one was here and if they had opened the curtains it could have made a good office. So I turned around, but the woman was missing. Now keep in mind that I thought that she was my sister. I was frantic. I needed to find her. I ran back to the T-section coming from the right. There were no papers on any of the walls and all of the windows were covered by curtains with only small slivers of light illuminating from the sides of the curtains. Even the opaque glass wall was covered in curtain. I turned left to leave the T-section away from the dead-end and away from the T-section. But there was a glass wall in the way. The glass wall was transparent and definitely wasn’t there before.

I almost ran into the wall, but I stopped myself just in time. Then I turned around to go back the way I came, towards the T-section. But it was no longer a T-section. It was an endless hallway, dark because all of the windows were covered by curtains. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t find her and I didn’t know how I would ever get out of here. So I ran. I ran forwards down the hallway.

It felt Like I had crashed into a wall. The ear-splitting sound of shattering glass rang in my clears and the world went white from incredibly bright light. I felt weightless for a moment. And I squinted. Then I fell. I hit the ground outside the building. The woman who I believed was my sister was laying on the ground next to me. She was smiling. I thought she was just smiling because she was glad that we both made it out alive. But now, I find it strange that anyone would be smiling in such a situation.

Looking back from where I had come from, the windows to the T-section was shattered from where I had broke through. It didn’t make sense during the dream, but now I think that when I had thought I was running down an empty hallway that had once been the T-section, that it was still a T-section ad I was merely seeing the illusion of an endless hallway, causing me to crash right through a window that I did not see.
But then what was the tent that the papers had mentioned? At the time, I couldn’t figure it out. I hadn’t seen anything that resembled a tent. But perhaps that dead-end with curtains over the window was what they were referring to. Something to note was that the curtains were on the outside of the window. Were they really curtains? Or were they the walls of the tent blocking the windows?