Analyze plox.
Last night I had a dream that I was wandering aimlessly in my school. I was the only one there. I looked out the window, to find that it was daytime. I wandered around until I found a secret room, that had nothing but a giant set of decending stairs. I walked down, and the door closed. It was all dark, and I started running down the stairs. Somehow, I didn't fall down. I ran, and ran, until I got to the actual part of the room. It had this giant, barricaded door, with minefield signs and barbed wire. I lit a match, found a stone, and threw it against the door and it made this "poof" like sound and everything turned into a puff of white smoke and the stuff dissappeared. I got out, and there were some trucks outside unloading various boxes of stuff. One guy dragged a submarine out, and I stole it for some reason or another and somehow took it to a lake where I found my brother and my mom. Me, my mom and my brother went in the submarine, and went into the lake. The submarine, however didn't work, and we sank to the bottom. Somehow, I warped out of the lake while my brother and my mom were trapped. I felt sad, and started walking and I walked into this door, and somehow, it lead to my colset. There was all of the stuff that was always there, but there was also aLEGO submarine and two LEGO figures. I walked out, and I was in my house. I felt really depressed, and tried to call someone. But there were nothing in the house. I mean nothing; it looked like an old, unoccupied home. Nobody was outside, there were no cars passing by. Nobody. I was in total iscolation. I started feeling depressed, and slowly limped to the kitchen to see if there was any sign of my godparants, friends, or my dad. Or my brother and my mom, to see if anybody rescued them. There was nothing. Then I woke up.
Wow, this is one of the most depressing dreams I've ever had. But does it mean anything...?
