Had an interesting dream where I was walking through the halls of a very ornate building. It was a school of some sort, but for what I'm not sure. The place was detailed in crimson reds and capped with gold, with lavish rugs lining corridors and with molding that would make even the most quintessential baroque designer blush. Need I say more, it was very opulent.
As I walked through the entrance way my attention was fixated on something being worked on beneath a section of the mahogany floor. There was some sort of lens focusing all sorts of light. As I walked on, I immediately began to feel out of place. Soon, everyone who I had come in with had dispersed to wherever they had needed to go, and I was left standing in the large foyer wondering where I should go. I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I should ask someone where I needed to go, before deciding I would explore for myself.
Soon I came to a fork: either to the right, up some stairs, or to the left down a corridor lined with heavy doors. While thinking, two girls whispering to each other, wearing fine red robes came walking down that set of stairs and passed by me, walking off to the doorway at the end of the corridor. Seeing it as some sort of sign, I decided to walk the same direction they were.
Through the doorway I found myself in a very large space, perhaps more ornate than before. Immediately across from me there was a colossal glass window. In the center of the room were two fireplaces with brick chimneys leading upwards. And on looking upwards, I realized that there were multiple stories above me, with balconies extending along the opposite side of the window.
Unlike the straightforward binary of stairs or doorway as before, there was nowhere that stuck out to me as somewhere I should head to. So, I headed into the first doorway I could see on my right. It lead me into a restroom. A refined one of course. Not soon thereafter I spotted someone walking in my direction. They were a dark imposing dark figure, clad in black and had a crimson scarf. Trying to stay out of sight, I hid behind the door of this restroom watching them.
They had walked into a lounge, and soon my curiosity was peaked enough to walk over to where they were. Far from the fearsome person I had imagined, they paid me no mind as I walked into and then out of the lounge. I continued walking until I hit a set of stairs, leading somewhere.
After some time walking, I made
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