The most vivid dream I have ever had:
I woke up in room that I didn’t recognize and there was a small remote controlled toy truck on my floor. It was a dark blue SUV. I reached down to pick it up but before I could grab it the scene changed and I was standing on a platform high in the sky, all I could see were gray clouds, and two escalators. One went up to a Boeing 747 that appeared to be hovering, waiting for passengers. One went down into even darker gray clouds.
There were other people on the platform, making decisions about going up or down. I don’t remember making the decision. Maybe it was my fear of heights, and the frightening thought of going even further up with nothing underneath me, but I simply found myself on the escalator going down into the gray.
I stepped off the escalator onto the dirt ground of an open carnival. People were walking around playing games. I saw rides in the background, people standing in line for food, it was a normal outdoor fair style event. Normal except for the man in the game booth. Black suit, red tie, top hat. He looked like he was running a game, but I saw him doing the linking rings as I have seen many other magicians do. The rings changed from silver to gold to red and yellow plastic, and back again. This I had never seen, and could not explain.
The man vanished from his booth in a puff of smoke, truly, a puff of smoke. He appeared again standing at my side with his hand on my shoulder. He leaned over and whispered, “There’s something I need to show you.” I could feel his hot breath in my ear.
We turned and we were walking down a hill towards a lake. The hill seemed to be just dirt, dead grass, and dead tree roots. The lake looked normal, but a couple of hundred yards off the shore line there was an island. We stopped walking halfway down the hill, and the man in the top hat handed me a pair of binoculars and pointed towards the island.
I looked through the lenses at the island and I saw people, all dressed in gray hospital scrubs. It was a large playground, and the people, who all looked to be adults, were using the swingsets and all of the other playground equipment. But it was obvious to me that nobody was having fun. They were going through the motions. Their eyes and mouths were all sewn closed, with very large, thick stitching. And they just swung and swung.
The man in black put his arm around me again, turned us around and we started walking back up the hill. I saw, waiting, at the top, his dark blue SUV. When we arrived at the vehicle, he got in, and indicated for me to climb in the passenger door. I reached to grab the door and get in, but I woke up before I touched the door.
I have tried to analyze this dream, and the reason that I remember it so clearly, but I have come to no conclusions. At least, no conclusions that I would ever want to speak out loud.
In response to: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/02/26/daily-prompt-sweet-dreams/