I had a trippy dream... I dreamt that I was in some sort of reception hall in a office building... A skyscraper. Anyhow this hall was probably five stories tall, with inclined walls of this deep red-black color... One of the walls, the smaller ones, is made of glass. I'm sitting in front of it with my ankle chained to the red, stone/metal (?) floor. Behind a desk, the only furnishing in the room. There's this noise emmenating from the walls... Like someone breathing. An elevator door on the other end of the hall (its a very far way) opens and a group of people funnel out. I give them orders, each one. Little things, like "stand over there". Then one guy walks up to me, a decent enough looking guy I suppose, angular features, black hair in a fohawk... He asks me where he is. I tell him to be quiet, that I am busy. He asks, no demands, that I answer him. Asks why they should listen to me. The other people start to look unsure... As if they agree. So I stand up and demand that he fall to his knees. The noise from the walls gets louder, deeper. I can feel it in my chest, in my lungs, in my head. He looks... Scared. I raise my right hand to him and see me through his eyes. I breathe through his lungs and yet... I am not him. Not in control. I see behind me, through the glass. I see a city out there... And endless city. And then the room starts to rise. Slowly at first, and then quickening. Like an elevator. It goes faster and faster, I feel him being pulled towards the floor, to his knees by the rising force. The noise becomes deafening. The room starts to fall. He is lifted off his feet. There is screaming. Then the room lands in some... Tundra. Nothing but ice.. And flatness. Nobody is harmed, the room is as it was. The man starts to panick. Through him I look at myself, he turns and sees the others, who appear alarmed and recoil from him. He couldnt think. The fear! So he ran, charged me, charged the tundra. He crashed through the glass and I am myself again. I can hear the sounds of the city behind me, a foul-smelling gust from beyond the window buffet me. The others look on in horror. They ask me what I've done.
And then I awake. Never had anything like it before.