i forgot to mention

we spent the night in a huge castle, or farm house. I think we all went there for a screening of some sort. a performance. and loooots of crazy things happened. like ghosts just sitting at the dinner table with us. I asked if everyone thouught they were ghosts or crack heads, and Brettt Kashmere, our cinema professor asked if they had cigarettes and i said no, so he said they were for sure crack heads becuase ghosts always smoke cigarettes. and some people had to leave in the morning, and you and i walked around the building looking for something, not sure what. to explore the rooms we hadnt seen. We saw a bed with the sheets all twisted, and you told me that was where the lead performer had slept and left already. I thought- wow, there are so many rooms in this place. And we came across a huge shelf of medical tools, tweezers, pokers, scrapers, about 100 of each thing. turning corners in rows. some were super old and rusted and some brand new. I irrationally stole as many as i could hold and ran. with you. into an eleveator, past a ghost wearing green and brown, i told him no. no, dont hurt us, no dont move, no dont worry. And back to the common area where i became confused, going back and forth between ghosts and crack heads, which were worse, becuase i had stolen all those tools, crack heads were better, becuase they were dead, and couldnt come get us. but confused becuase they were still there, in ghost form. And some people were leaving and you moved your things next to the bed i had slept in. and then i woke. i also fell back asleep and re-entered the building, just to check it out one more time.