I am outside in daylight and I see a line of people shoulder to shoulder, singing. The people are wearing old-fashioned clothing. I want to join them so I start singing too, and it feels so good, but they don’t want me to join them and one of the singers pushes me away.
It’s night and I can barely tell what is going on. People have strange reddish muck on their faces. We are outside. I look around and I see fire flowers glowing in the dark. The flowers begin igniting each other to glow by touching their ‘faces’ together. It is pitch black but the flowers glow like the flowers in the garden of the movie “Coraline”, which I watched last night.
