Dream of an Underwater Amusement Park & Mystic Stone Stairs
I dreamed I was walking along the side of a road and saw a few cars parked there. I remembered that parking wasn't allowed here. As I was almost at the end of the road, I remembered you could get money for taking photos and reporting them, but I had already walked too far, so I let it go. Then I dreamed my mom and I had just finished grocery shopping. She was carrying a lot of vegetables, so I went to help her carry them. But after I took them, she didn't seem to wait for me. She walked very fast and soon disappeared from sight. It was already dark. I realized that by following my mom, I had unknowingly walked to a scenic spot by a river. Many people were buying tickets to row boats, but the river water was very high relative to the road, and we had to walk down a very steep slope to go downstairs. I kept trying to recall which path my mom had actually taken, constantly checking the road surface and below. Finally, I figured she probably took the path down along the river. I saw a nearby building that said you could take the stairs down, so I went inside. (The groceries in my hands had disappeared at some point.) Then I went in and found it was actually an amusement ride. It was a large rectangular building. In the stairwell of the building, there were continuous giant square stones suspended. The volume of each one almost took up an entire floor, except for the platform on each floor leading to the office area. The giant stones were placed at an angle, with only a tiny protruding stone step at the edge of the wall. Walking against the wall and the giant stones was very interesting, but the further down I went, the darker and weirder it got. Originally, there were no gaps between the stone steps, because I was walking down mindlessly, until my foot stepped into empty space. Moreover, someone noticed the way back had disappeared, and the people who fell down had also disappeared. Everyone started to get scared. I told everyone not to panic, to just finish the walk and get out first. Behind me was a little boy. I was worried he would fall from fear. Behind him was an old man who couldn't help him. The gap between the giant stones and the wall was too small to change positions at all, and the platforms and windows on each floor had disappeared. Later on, for these stone steps, you basically had to sit on the upper step and then touch the ground with your feet. I let the little boy step on my shoulders to come down. He was very scared and sometimes cried. I kept encouraging him. At this time, no one spoke, no one rushed anyone, no one was annoyed; everyone was silently and quietly making their way. I dreamed that after we reached the very bottom, everyone just wanted to leave this hellhole, but I noticed the path we had taken had returned to its original state, and I wanted to go up and take a look. So I went up. At first, it was just normal walking upwards, but as I got close to the top floor, I realized I was dreaming, because my walking encountered a feeling similar to sleep paralysis. I wanted to move forward very badly, but I was very sleepy and tired. It was really hard to take a step, and even if I did, I was just walking in place. I was really trying hard to move forward, but the further I went, the sleepier I got. Until I turned my head and found I was already on the roof. I saw a girl and a skylight. Under the skylight was a dirt mound. Walking up it, you could directly touch the skylight. There were many green plants on the mound, which I hadn't noticed at the time. I was very curious about what the girl by the skylight was doing, so I went to look. Only when I got closer did I suddenly realize I was in the water. That wasn't a skylight; it was the opening of a pond. Was this building actually underwater? Because I saw fish swimming beside me. But when I took a few steps back, I could breathe again (actually I could breathe in the water too, it was just difficult). Then I started playing around. I would occasionally pop my head out of the pond to breathe the air, and occasionally catch little fish to play with. Then I came out. I climbed ashore and found that outside was a very old, dilapidated amusement park that still had a few tourists. I found my friends and played with them, but my clothes were all wet. I found a giant hair dryer nearby to dry them. Before my clothes were dry, I woke up.
