The school was having some sort of small assembly for new students on the grass against the side of the castle. There were chairs set out in two rows and some people were going to speak... welcome the students, etc. My friends and I were sitting to the side in the front row and, behind us, sat a couple faculty... one may have been a department dean because he gave off the feeling of being in charge.

Sometime during all this, we turned around in our chairs and started talking with them. I told them straight up that I knew what they did... and that I was going to stop them. The dean smirked and said that I'd just be the first to undergo the process. I smirked back at him and paused before speaking, "I have something to show you."

I took my right hand and put it over his forehead. I don't know what I did or what he saw, but he stiffened in my grip and looked at me in shock as I removed my hand. He said, "Well then, we'll have to move on to plan two for you." I smiled and then we all turned back in our seats.

The friend next to me smiled and whispered that step one was complete. I agreed. It was all a part of our plan to frighten them into their "plan two" because I probably wouldn't be able to stand up against full force of the faculty's enchantment process. "Plan two" was, simply, that they would kill me.

The dream skipped and I was now enrolled in the school. The castle's insides, however, had morphed into more of a high-society hotel.

My friends and I were wearing the school uniforms... black slacks is all I remember, but there was some sort of dark jacket/cloak as well. Most importantly were the shoes. Part of the school uniform was to wear black dress-shoes... but we wore regular sneakers... in fact, I was wearing a pair of black sneakers I replaced over Christmas break. The reason I say the shoes were important was because, if you did not have black dress-shoes, it was a sign to everyone that you were to be killed.

There was a man who was to kill me and he chased me throughout the hotel. I ran into an elevator and shut the doors before he could follow. He watched which way it was going, and hopped into the other elevator himself. I hit stop before I went anywhere, ran out, and up the stairs. There was more chasing through hallways and meeting rooms... a lot of people pointing the guy in the right direction when they saw I didn't have the correct footwear. At one point, I was cornered at the end of a hallway. There were three rooms, all empty... nowhere to go. I ran into one as the guy rounded the corner and realized he had me. He walked slowly to let me fully realize my situation. I ran to the window and slid it open, the screen was bent, so I forced it out just enough for me to squeeze through and out onto the ledge. I was up quite a few stories, but I grabbed the edge of the ledge and lowered myself down onto the edge of one of the large stone bricks. I started climbing down the side of the castle and was soon out of sight of the window. Safe.

The dream jumped here again and I was running with my friends. About this time, my faceless guy friend had morphed into my brother. We had found two pairs of ill-fitting shoes for my faceless girl friend and myself and my brother was barefoot.

This old guy, who looked like the dean, was helping us escape. I'm not completely sure it was the dean, but he WAS one of the faculty. We made it outside and we hid in his van. Inside, he had five packages. We opened them, but only found glass baking dishes. The guy who had swiped them from a moving van had, obviously, swiped the wrong packages. The guy did, however, have a pair of black dress-shoes for my brother. For a brief while, as he put them on, he was about 10 years old. I was worried for him.

I relaced my shoes up tighter as the guy drove us somewhere else on campus.

...and I woke up.