Dream Interpreter AI™

The Golden Gate Gauntlet

I’m out in a field, it’s sunny but not warm, the sun is shining down, almost glaring. In front of me is a gate, made of solid, weathered gold, it has two lions on the top. I look to my left and Nassim is there, as well as a large, round, tall black man. We make our way past the gates to face the first challenge, beams with pale orange symbols on them. The beams have a slight downward gradient. I jump from one to another, careful not to fall, because if I do, I’ll die. I make it across the first challenge, the black man and Nassim not far behind. Then it’s the next challenge, it’s a grassy field, like a garden, there’s a house in front and it looks like the Richmond. I know what’s going to happen because I’ve done it before, I walk carefully across, dodging the flying object, careful not to be hit, not to die. I make it across and open the door, I don’t care if the others make it. Once I enter the large house, I’m met first with a long, never ending, dark, dimly lit, red corridor covered in mirrors and doors. It’s carpeted. There’s one staircase. I need to go up, but I can’t take the staircase, that’s not the next challenge. I go through doors, seeing different rooms when I’m met with two more people, two women. One is blonde, she’s middled aged and slim, her name is Claire. The other is younger, she looks like Charlotte H but she has no name. They’d finished the next challenge, so I follow them to the stairs, the black man and Nassim there, too. Everyone is stressed, scared, panicked. But not me, I know what’s happening. I tell them to be careful as they go up the stairs, to be quiet and to do as I say. We reach the stairs and they change, now they’re small, narrow they line the way rather than extend from it, I go up, My hand on the banister. It’s the seven rooms. One room is full of hockey things, all covered in a tiger like emblem, it’s messy and has an open window. The next is a room, covered in blue and yellow scarves, it too has a window and a bed. The next is a normal room, it has a dark wooden drawer and a bed, the next is a room with a toy box covered in a pale purple, scarves everywhere. Next is a room full of drawers and wardrobes, full of jumpers and other clothes. The other rooms don’t matter, they won’t change. I tell everyone we must go back downstairs and they follow, a quiet ding echoes and I return upstairs. I move quickly, racing sround to check each room, not explaining to the others. I go to the normal room, there is a big wire of black and white in the middle, so I run back downstairs and the bell dings and again. I run back up, checking the room with blue and yellow, nothing wrong, I check the room with purple, the purple has changed shades, so I run back downstairs, and the bell dings. Nassim gets in my way, saying I’m doing it wrong, but I ignore him and run downstairs again, when the bell dings, he sighs and says he must’ve been wrong. I keep running around, the others confused. Then another girl shows up, she has dark red hair, I don’t know her name. But I can’t help her, if you join late, you must do it yourself. I run up to the room with orange, the bell has dinged six times, the challenge finished. I run to the room with the orange because everyone is crowded there. It’s now my room, and I lean on my bed, looking out the window as a dark suv pulls into the driveway. The window rolls down and a dark haired, Middle Eastern boy, probably 18, shouts out, asking for directions. I tell him he must leave, that it’s not safe but he brushes it off, he asks again and I tel him he has to go. From the back seat, a new face appears, a young, little girl. I tell them he must leave before they both die but instead he enters the gates of gold. I rush back down the stairs, they’ve changed again, back to their grand form and now there’s a mirror infront of it. I run back up the stairs and tell everyone we must find the entrance to the next challenge. I check every room, the blue and yellow one last and I can the a path to the next challenge. But I remember, that’s not the way to go. I remember the mirror and go to the stairs to see Claire and the girl who looks like Charlotte opening up the mirror. It falls down but the reflection remains and it becomes a door. I look at the front door and I see the boy and girl struggling. I run to the door and tell them to leave, to dodge the objects or they’ll die. The boy ignores me and continues, and he’s hit by a pineapple and dies. Nothing is left but his face, the rest of him gone. I take his sister, decide that the rules mean nothing and she can’t be left alone. I turn to the black man, he’s pregnant and takes the girl, he says that he’ll have an abortion and raise her instead, with his boyfriend. I nod and we go through the mirror to the final stage. Nassim asked why I didn’t save both of them and I tell him that if too many people skip the challenge, the maze will kill everyone. He asks how Marcel had done it before, so quickly, skipping every level and I tell him that he’s just fast and I don’t know. We enter the next level by climbing along a rope from the window to a neighbouring garden. The rope is black wire with yellow buckets hanging off it. We get to the next level but then it all goes black and all I see is the dead boy’s face.