Dream: The Lift

I walked through the corridors of my high school. I was on the first floor. It was going dark outside. There were some other pupils around. I have decided to take a look from the roof of the school. I asked one of the responsible pupils to let me go up there. I knew there was a window leading straight on the roof and I could see it from the place I was in, but the person pointed me to the chair, which was supposed to take lift me up there.

I did not even have a time to sit on that chair when it started to move up. I knew the lift personnel did it on purpose. I just grabbed the chair with my hands and tried to hold on. It was speeding so fast that I even felt the wind blowing. I made my best attempt to hold on to that chair. I knew the roof should be already there, but the chair kept on going. It was a complete darkness in that lift tunnel. I was afraid my hands will get tired and I eventually go down and kill myself. The lift continued to speed for about a minute.

At that pace, I should have made about 2 kilometers, but when I finally arrived and stepped out of the lift tunnel, I realized I was on the roof of my school, which was about 15 meters up from the ground. I looked around. There were some more tunnels leading down. The roof was a popular place among pupils and teachers, I thought, but for now, I was alone there. I also noticed an alternate way that I could use in order to get down from the roof.

For the next few minutes, I was trying to let the lift rope down to the lift personnel because I felt that I am done with the school and I am not going to return there.