I was in a hidden room, being given a tour by the person in charge. They explained to me that they conduct experiments on how various foods affect aging. I could see tons of children in small vats covered in filth, presumably being fed nothing but one food. The experiments were highly illegal, due to how unethical they were, but I promised not to spill the beans, if only to not have a price on my head. We looked out one doorway into the hallway. There was a guy watching us. We didn’t go out. I was lead out another door into the hallway. There was a guy watching us. A moment later, someone came to tell us that guy was watching us, and I told him I knew.
Now I was heading to floor 3a, which I reminded myself was floor 4. I was going up the stair, balancing some huge metal thing I was carrying in both arms. I reached the top and there was a cafeteria. I headed right to order something to eat. The line wasn’t moving, and everyone, including the one taking the orders, was dancing, so I left. I went to the counter directly in front of the stairs (though some distance away) and looked to see if there was anything good to buy. I decide I’ll get the egg muffin again, and head left to the start of the line. It’s a pretty long line, and more people are getting in line, such as a group of three who were in front of me in the other line. I follow the group after them to get a tray, but make sure to hurry to get in line before them. I realize the tray I grabbed, and half of the few remaining were actually folders and went “fuck it” and quickly tossed it back and got in line without a tray. I figured I could carry the two things I was getting in my hands with ease.
Later, I’m at a table with some friends. I can’t say my friend’s secret (he’s sitting across from me. btw), so I just say that I saw two secrets (the former being what my friend showed me, and the latter being the experiment I saw directly after), and they start trying to guess what it is. I tell them they’re not some events, but rather
organizations. Before I let slip more about these secret societies, I think an alarm conveniently rings, and we leave.
Now we are outside. Among the crowd, there is someone dressed in a blue attire with a kipa, who for some reason I deduce is supposed to be Jesus, and some followers. We head to the courtyard. The Jesus cosplayer follows, now wearing nothing but a robe and what I can only describe as Hela’s crown from Thor: Ragnarok (a movie I haven’t even seen). His followers are preparing to mount him onto the clocktower clock to represent the crucifixion. I think to myself it was funny at first, but this is getting out of hand. I try to back away to the most neutral position I can, avoiding siding with another group that, while also against this act, were firmly and proudly christian. Thus I place myself between the two. Then the fireworks start. Someone starts lighting them from the center of the courtyard, and sending them flying upwards. I head to the back of the courtyard where the anti-crucifixion-reconstruction Christians were. I’m too busy blocking my ears to actually watch the fireworks, for some reason. Many of the fire away from the courtyard, further out from where I am.
Suddenly, a responsible adult steps and says to stop the fireworks. The person lighting the fireworks doesn’t hear, and lights another match. Someone closer to him repeats what she said, and the guy hears, turning off the match by grasping the flame with his fingers. She heads from the back area where I was to in front of the clock tower, and I follow. She says “Your coins are now useless. All that YouTube ad revenue…” No one is allowed to exchange any money. I say “Finally! These people are insane.” in reference to halting the dangerous crucifixion reconstruction, which involves putting a person very high in the air, and the unauthorized start of the fireworks. I head off the way I came.
