Stealing wardrope

Once apon a time there was a school in a village in the middle of nowhere. On the attic of that school, there was a wardrope, looking like the most orinary forniture in the world, but it has special ability - it could teleport things - everything that happene to be at the same floor as the wardrope, coul be teleporte into it's inside. Also at this attic there was a kitchen, gym, classrooms and labolatories..
Many people were suspecting someone is constantly stealing things from then, untill they foun the wardrope full of glasses, pots, bottle corks, keys, computer mouse and old sanwiches.
After finding out this, the wordrope was moved to the coridor, so everybody could look inside to search for their lost things, and also to observe witch things does it like the most to teleport.

Inside the book

I dreamed I was reading a very interesting book. The action was happening in the medival times, in forests and mountains. If I concentrated hard enough, I could get inside this book, get into the story and become part of it. The only problem was that it was hard to go back to the real world, it could even happen that there won't be the way back anymore if someone "outside" would just close the book. I was well aware of the risk, but I was coming inside the story anyway, but always with fear of no way back.

The Good Godess (Basia's dream)

Basia dreamed that the air was full of tiny, but very poisonous jelly fish, they were flying all around. But on the top of the grassy hill lived a Good Godess, who prepared a solution out of some misterious herbs and spilled it around the world. The flowing liquid looked like the northen lights glowing on the night sky.

Zombie (Basia's dream)

Once Basia dreame that she was a zombie and she had a acid instead of blood. She didn't eat people, but she had to take good care of herself so she idn't get rotten - she was dead after all.. Many other people were zombies like her.

Mangos from the sky.

I dreamed I was in my hometown, walking through a street, It was warm sunny day, clear blue sky. Suddenly I saw a strange, bright green cloud. It was growing rapidly and getting lower. Then mangos started to fall like a hailstorm. I had to hide in the nearest gate, to avoid a hit. The mango-hail stopped after few minutes and the whole street was covered with fruits. They were big, green and yellow, looking ripe and sweet. I tried to collect some but they were extremely big heavy, didn't manage to carry more than two.

Bike ride through Demark

Last year I made a bike tour around Denmark and my dream refers to this trip.
I dreamed that I made my tour again andc just arrived a small town. I wanted to get to a hostel I knew from my last trip, but did't want to go through the down town, so I took a back road. Suddenly it got completely dark, there were no street lamps and I could not see a thing, so I had to take the way through the downtown. I knew there is a festival going on there and the streets are busy, hard to bike through. But I was lucky, because the festival did't start yet, there were crowds of people around - men dressed like watchmen from the times of renessaince, holding burnig torches in their hands, gettig ready to march through the town. Luckly for me, they didn't start to march yet and the middle of the street was free, so I quickly biked through, getting to another part of town - there it wasn't a night time anymore, rather late afternoon. I was happy to avoid the crowd but I've lost my way to the hostel. I stopped near a shop to look around - strangely it was a polish shop (in Denmark!) with wedding dresses..  and I met a polish guy around there and asked him for directions. He told me it's quite far and I won't make it there before sunset and suggested to stay at his friend's hotel just around the corner. He showed me a house and a beer garden on the other side of the street and another guy sitting there - that was the hotel and his owner, he brought me there and introduced to his friend. We sat in the beer garden and the hotel's owner started to talk about photography - that he's doing a lot of black and white photos and started to show me his works. One of them was picture of me.. I could remember that this photo was taken last year, on my trip through Denmark, but I was sure, that not by him. I tried to find out how did he get this picture, but he refused tell me.