weird, occultish high school

Date: 12/16/2017

I am already in univiersity, in the dream as well, but I was going back to high school for some reason after finishing university. I started in a large touring car with my family and some classmates from primary school. They were really laid back and it was hard to arrive in time. I did manage to be there in time, but the changes that had taken place within the school were another challange. First I had to have a weapon. I got a very weird version of a katana (since I do kendo that was the most obvious weapon for me), but I had to do something weird with it. I had to draw the general shape of the object I wanted to destroy in the air. After some tries I finally got the hang of it and I could go inside. Inside came the next challange. I had a scedule, but did not recognise the rooms. They had not been there when I had been in high school. luckily I ran into and old friend who did know, so I could follow her. We arrived in the clasroom and there was a large table with coins, books and weird laptop thingies om them. Since I was new I thought I'd just sit down and someone would explain it to me. They didn't though. We had to sit down quickly, because our evil teacher was here. She started collecting the coins and came to me. I told her I didn't have it and she became really angry. I explained angrily in return that I had discussed this both with my university and someone from this school and they had both been okay with it. She was still mad, but couldn't do much, so she started the lecture. When it had only just started everyone looked out of the window. A plane was crashing, swinging sideways and entering a school right next to ours. We saw the kids inside run for their lives as the plane entered a classroom. Our class somehow had a plane of their own, which we sort of automatically entered, I'm not really sure what happened there. We flew to the other school and entered it, with the plane. I was first just interested in the situation in the school, but then I saw the way they looked at us. I looked towards my classmates and they were all gone. They had put a black cloak over their heads, which had turned them into one, in other words into a strange black goo. Now I was terrified, but I knew I had to do the same. I put the cloak, covered in black goo, over my head. I did not turn into goo however and I was just scared and grossed out. The kids in the other school looked at me with pity. One reached out her hand and that's when I realised I did not want to be in that weird school anyway. I took het hand and left the plane. I felt really reliefed. That's where the dream ended.