I was sitting in an open area around what seemed to be some kind of stage with my dad. We were watching a 3D display of some sort. The show featured rather polished animation, but partway through it seemed that the producers got lazy and started to animate some really random and obscene things. At the end the show closed with a bunch of neon colored geometric shapes being shot straight at the viewers.

I was in a moderately sized square room with two doors. However The room was split in the middle by a movable divider. The atmosphere was rather rowdy so I went from the outside to see what was happening on the other side of the room.

My dad and I were walking through some kind of art exhibit. The theme seemed to be rather industrial mixed in with a bit of traditional Japanese styles. We got to the exit and saw my mother and grandparents waiting there. We then went to sit at a table that was close by and started eating.

Our partner was the target of some kind of nerve poison that ate away at his spinal cord. Apparently they were coming for us next. I was sitting inside of a green room and saw a small sticker on the window that depicted two people holding hands on a small hill. That seemed to be us.

I was in a kitchen after a party had dissipated. I looked into the sink and saw a mostly untouched bowl of salad. It had eggs in it. In the soap dish was a burger but when I picked up the top bun I found a bar of soap instead of a patty.

I was in a bus for some kind of cram school and five or so other students were in the minivan. I think we were playing a game that had a kind of survival element to it. However, it was extremely tedious and punishing. Despite its unusually cruel nature, many people replayed the game in order to grind for all of the achievements.

I was being driven to a school and some kind of event was being held. My host/driver took me around the front gate area and pointed to an old newspaper clipping that had some kind political significance. He shouted, “This kind of thing isn’t supposed to happen in our country!” Then he said how the school had archive of special events such as that but a voice from the crowd said that instead every issue was archived.

I was locked inside of a house and it was raining. I looked out of the window to see a swimming pool across the street that was frozen solid.

I was searching for people in a dark school building and I had the intent of doing some harm to them. I ran up and down the stairs, chasing something that I never got the form of. One of the stairs of the ten story building was closed off.

I was playing a kind of variation of hide and seek at night in a large building. It resembled some sort of clubhouse. There were two teams and each was composed of around 20 members. After running around searching for people to help me with no avail, I went to hide in the basement floors. I entered the unlit children’s playroom which had a TV playing some kind of cartoon on loop. I went through a door and hid in the corner behind a water dispenser that had three balloons attached to it.