I was with a number of other people, including Anna, in a location that resembled my old house at 136 London Road. The dream-location was slightly more gothic-looking than real life; larger and more mysterious. There was a fluid element to the place too, as if the house was situated / partially composed of some kind of subterranean industry - a sewage or overflow works perhaps.
There was some kind of 'slide' that was situated within the front outside of the house. The slide was composed of wet brick - perhaps metal - and was very steep. There were different sections to the slide so it resembled some kind of spiral stairway with different 'flights'.
There was an Indian woman who was with us who was one of the dead. We were going to put her down the slide for fun. She would not be able to resist us if we did this. We were sat in a long, living room. Curtains were drawn against the windows. There was something sadistic about our plans to put this woman through the slide. This made me slightly nervous.
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