The dream is never over.
I had a horrible nightmare last night.
I found myself in this white, sterile-looking hallway with no doors. In fact, there was no way to get out that the eye could see - it just went on for eternity. So, I kept running and running. I told myself that I couldn't stop running until I hit the end of the hallway, or found a way out.
After what seemed like hours, I finally came upon a glass wall. On the other side of it was a room. Maybe it was a two-way mirror, I'm not sure, but it was too dark to see in. I felt around the molding of the window and found a light switch. I flipped it to "on," illuminating the other room.
And there was Fang, lying in a hospital bed. I had found Fang!
I started banging on the glass to get his attention, and he couldn't hear me. I started screaming, pounding my fists into the window, trying my hardest to break it. Still nothing.
A doctor walked into the room with a clipboard.
Then, the light went out and I woke up.
Anyone out there speak "dream" and wants to translate this for me? Maybe it's a test. Everything is a test.