I hate to say it, because there is deffo some weird stuff going on with these people. But if he wrote it in January, I mean... I sometimes go through that whole month writing the wrong year on things.

Oh! Nevermind, I'm an idiot.

I forgot that I have to TYPE something for the reply button to become enabled.

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If you could make the most generic template of a person, minus the detail. It probably would look a lot like a grey (although, maybe with smaller eyes - I am not sure where those would fit into this idea :).

Or - Flip side! What if I had lots of details to my body or projected body (or whatever we want to call it), but the average human mind can't perceive me in high enough detail, so they see only the most pronounced features e.g. arms, legs, face. 3/3

For example, if I need/want to be humanoid (to interact for example), maybe I'd take the form of a grey - bipedal features but not much detail compared to (say) something with lots of hair, feathers, blemishes, jewels etc. 2/3

That is about all I can remember apart from that the floors were beige and I was worrying about the possibility of lasting illness - even though I didn't speak to them (or remember it if I did) I think the older guy was too.

In the dream we never hear or see anyone else. It's just us 3. I never thought of it in the dream, but now reflecting I wonder if we were meant to be a team or that somehow the older guy is training me and I am training the young one, but that might be just my awake mind trying to make some sense.

The building is quiet, no windows. Clean. Just a quiet background hum. The room itself looks extremely clean. The machinery in the outer room is thick metal pipes and things like that it is all painted in a sort of pale off-yellow colour paint and others in a sort of greeny – grey steel.

The boy looks south Asian – Indian maybe wearing normal clothes - t shirt and jeans and the man looks white with black hair and clothes - like a black jacket and trousers. He reminds me a little bit like Gabriel Byrne in his looks.

Sometimes I get the boy in before the machine starts, sometimes during and sometimes I don’t manage it at all and he looks really stressed outside looking in through the glass.

When he does, there is a kind of distortion field and heavy vibration. It makes me and the younger boy feel sick and it is hard to push through our motions.

I don’t remember what happens after that, but it keeps repeating – we exit the lift again, go to the outer door etc.

I spend time looking around, the place is weird. I don’t know where I am or why I'm there.

Inside the room is another room or chamber – this time the door is not glass and I can’t see inside, but in the dream I “know” there is machinery in there. The older man goes in and he operates the machinery