The resort wasn’t as it seemed

Date: 1/1/2021

I’m gonna try to pull this from my bad recollection lol So I went on what seemed to be a school trip to this very cool place. It was a huge half hotel resort/half arcade/ half water park (maybe). Most of the time was spent in the arcade as I’m guessing it was the highlight of the place. As you’d expect, it started out really fun. The arcade was really awesome and lots of people were in the pool. For some reason I, or whoever I was in the dream, did not really engage in much of it. Instead I mostly looked around the place. The more I looked around the more strange it got. The rooms weren’t really ones you’d see in a hotel. I remember this one antique themed room that was very off putting. Another thing that gave weird vibes was a dimly lit, almost empty arcade room that wasn’t separated from the rest, but you almost felt like you shouldn’t be there. As if I was doing something I shouldn’t have been doing by further exploring the place, my vision slowly began to blur. I was left stumbling around the rooms and up the stairs, confused out of my mind. Whatever was doing this wanted me to be disoriented. On the occasional moments where I was given sight before it was taken away again, I found myself in rooms that I did not even recognize. Through my panic I gathered the goal to keep going up, although it got worse the farther I went. My vision finally cleared to one of the most stunning scenes I have ever seen in a dream. It’s too bad I’m bad at explaining lol. It was the most magnificent interior garden ripped straight out of a victorian mansion. Gorgeous greenery, statues, paintings (some resembling members of the band malice mizer which fits very well). I spotted a balcony that floats above everything, so I thought I could send out both an email and shout to call everyone here. Though it was silly of me, because what was happening could have only been to me, I figured I’d warn everyone now in the case I wasn’t the only person who thought things were off. Immediately I started getting unnecessary vulgar messages from those who didn’t care to join, such as “didn’t you bang a dude?” (This led me to believe my dream-self at that time could have been a guy, which makes the commenter both invasive and homophobic) but I didn’t pay mind to it. Regardless, people began to show up. The first few asked me to explain, so I told them they shouldn’t be here and should leave. My idea was to tell the whole group what was up, but as more people began to arrive I was getting drowned out. So eventually I let everyone fight between themselves because honestly it wasn’t my problem anymore. Soon after that it ended, so you can decide what happened from there.