Stardust29 DREAM I had a dream that I had returned to elementary school, in my fifth grade teacher's class. (IRL, she was the worst teacher I ever had). Upon returning, I was nervous because I knew how mean and awful she was. And things were not made any easier for me, as I had shown up to class completely unprepared. I forgot to bring a lot of basic necessities, so I ended up completely embarrassed and upset at myself for my lack of organization, especially because I knew I could have done better. But at first, while still rather harsh and intimidating in personality, the teacher almost seemed to be much nicer, more patient and understanding. This was good, or so it would seem, but I still didn't feel totally comfortable. I didn't trust that it was real and/or if it could last. I figured I would just have to wait and see.
The presence of this teacher continued to carry a subtly threatening undertone, and it seemed those around me shared in this impression. When questioned by her, we would become nervous and make up strange, contrived explanations as reasoning for what we were doing, even though I didn't think that we'd really done anything wrong or had anything to hide.
Anyway, at some point, her true colors were unleashed, and she turned out to be totally evil. Like, actually evil. I think she was trying to trap us there so that we could never leave? Suddenly, everything became dangerous, almost like the whole school was a sort of cult, locked away from the rest of society. At some point, I yelled at her how disappointed I was, how I actually thought she might have changed and learned to be more accepting of others and their struggles, and that I'd almost felt proud of her. But not anymore. I began trying to escape.
It took several bizarre attempts, one of which included me encountering a group of people who didn't know the danger I was in and brought me back. Later, I got away in a vehicle with them, and they felt terrible having learned the truth. They became like a sort of rescue crew. Meanwhile, other large groups of the students were sort of possessed and made to march off somewhere like zombies, but they were all trying to help each other escape through these secret hidden roads. Everyone felt united in their struggle.
With two others, I managed to escape the school premises entirely. We jumped off of these clouds shaped like different animals into a misty, starry sky. It felt a bit daunting to do but also sort of freeing and almost... purifying? Healing? Then we all ran away to a kingdom, and we had to change clothes to conceal our identities.