Scare them

Through a manhole we (three people; one in their forties and two in their twenties) descended a rusty, iron ladder into a dark, concrete space, littered with small puddles of water. Since there were no people there, we decided to run down concrete winding stairs. On our way down we got passed by a man running up the same stairs, wearing a gorilla mask.

As we entered the next level, we found ourselves at an abandoned underground station, lined with hundreds of scary costumes, apparently all used by the same man who had passed us before. Who found pleasure to sneek up on unsuspecting people to scare them.

Parents (a #dream)

I found myself in a large building. Lots of corridors and hallways. All bright white. It seemed a hospital but apparently was a training facility for doctors and nurses to be. 

While leaning against a wall, waiting for someone or something, I accidentally knocked over a metal stand. Causing a cascade effect that caused similar stands to fall over as well. Without blaming me or even sighing in frustration, two people started getting the stands back on their metal feet as I simply watched.

Next to me was a metal rack containing a crib. In it was a baby. A woman wearing a white lab coat assumed: "Ah, you must be Loïc's father. Here's your baby."

Pushing the wheeled contraption through the mostly empty corridors I felt content, looking for the baby's actual parents.