I once dreamed that i was one of the three tour guides for a group of high school kids in a abandoned amusement park. Other two guides were Joseph Stalin and Antoni Macierewicz. And while this sounds like a preface to a really weird horror story (especially Antoni Macierewicz), nothing of sorts happened, it was a completely normal tour, sun shining, photos, smiles, etc.

The weirdest part of it was that how normal everything seemed untill i woken up when i was instantly thrown in the deep “what the actual fuck” waters