I Had a Dream
In my dream, I was standing on the platform of a railway station. Ahead was a guy (who might have looked like Willy Wonka) who kept walking past me in a hurry, kinda like he owned the place. Beside me there were these big escalators, which seemed to go down somewhere deep underground. Lots of people were going down the escalators, but no one was coming back up. Finding this somewhat weird, I decided to investigate - so I stole someone's uniform and snuck onto a lift. And what I discovered, to my horror, was that this was no ordinary station - in fact, it was a concentration camp, a slaughterhouse - hence why no one who went down the escalator ever returned.
Anyway, for some reason I decided that Willy Wonka was the person responsible for all this, so (after a narrow escape back up the lift) I decided to hire a mercenary-guy to assassinate him. But when the guy arrived at the station, and I told him what was going on, he proceeded to put on roller-skates, and start skating around outside, randomly stabbing passer-bys (some of whom were my friends) with a sharp knife.
Anyone care to interpret,
Daniel-style?