At a school, but not seeming to be a student. The school is VERY large, also seeming to house all grades. I don’t remember much of the dream except two key parts. First, I remember a huge cavernous room on the side of the school that is in ruins. It is almost completely dark, and I am in there with someone else although I don’t know who it is now. There were several dark creatures in this room, and one in particular kept flying at me as I tried to move about the room. It was a very large winged creature with a nasty looking beak, but I never got a good look at it because it stayed in the shadows as it tried to attack me. Scared, I managed to escape from the room into a different room with a few teachers, or maybe they were administrators. I told them about the terrible creature in the cavernous room, but they didn’t seem to care at all. I tried to get them to go in there ,to see the terrible beasts so they would do something about them, but they gave no sign of concern. I decided to take matters into my own hands then. But instead of trying to do something to rid the huge, wrecked room of its terrors, I thought it would be best if I just burned down the whole school. Suddenly, I’m walking around the outside of the school (which is one gigantic building). It is dark outside, and I am walking around the back of the building with my friend Michael. There is debris everywhere and it looks as though no one has bothered to clean up in ages. We take some gasoline and throw it over some of the debris in several different places and light it up. It isn’t long before all the debris behind the school is ablaze and soon after that the entire school begins to burn to the ground. This is when my dream (or my memory of my dream) skips to the next part.
The second half of the dream seemed to take place after the first, but in this part I am in an auditorium (also very large) filled with people. I got the impression that this auditorium was in a school, but seeing as that I burned down the last school I don’t know if this is in the same school I was dreaming of earlier. Andrew Buck comes out on stage and does a singing and dancing routine to the delight of the packed auditorium. I watch for most of the program, but before the last number I walk down to the left of the stage. Andrew is getting a prop ready for the last number, which is to put together a bed for some reason. But he is having trouble putting it together (why it isn’t already assembled I have no clue). I try to help him figure it out, but i am having no luck either. Then suddenly Andrew says that he actually doesn’t need the bed together on stage, but that he just needs the parts strewn about on stage. Several other people at this point come up to try to help, but he explains to all of them that the bed is just fine like it is. And the rest is too vague to recall.