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I dreamed I was over in Europe. I think it was Norway, but I’m not sure.
I was taking a tour of a castle and its grounds.

morgan_lafaye’s roommate Carol was the tour guide.

The “castle” was more like a big red brick building. It did have some
round rooms in the corners, but looked more like a large brick house than
any kind of castle.

The tour concentrated more on the yard and the buildings in the yard behind
the castle than the main building itself. We were brought through the main
building very quickly to get to the back.
As we went though, I saw some people painting large hanging sheets to look
like ghosts.
“This is for the séance part,” one of them told me.

The main tour started on the back patio of the castle overlooking a very
large park like back yard. There were a few large trees, but for the most
part it looked like a golf course with large open areas of grass.

As we walked through the back yard towards some buildings on the back side
of the ground, Carol turned to me.
“Watch out!” she said. “The five fifteen is about to come through!”
She pointed and I saw train tracks buried in the grass.
I heard a whistle and saw a steam engine train coming across the lawn at
full speed.
He whole tour group quickly moved away from the tracks as the train came
speeding through the lawn and then out the other side of the yard.

As we walked around on the tour, several other trains, and a couple of
smaller engines came through the yard.

We toured the back buildings, which seemed to be workshops of various kinds.

As we got to the last one, Carol talked about how the owner of the castle
was into the supernatural and could summon ghosts.
We were to wait on a balcony on the second floor and look to see if we
could spot any.
It was still quite light out, even though my watch said it was ten at
night. I put that down to us being very far north and thought it must be
summer.

I went to the balcony rail. I saw Carol sit down at a table behind a tree
and start up some electronics. “Spooky” music started to play. She picked
up a microphone and made “ghost like” noises into it.

Then, between me and the tree the two ghost sheets appeared hanging from
ropes.
They just appeared. And, the ropes holding them seemed to stop in mid air.
I was wondering how they did that when I saw the eyes of one looking at me.
I realized it was someone inside the sheet with the rope around their neck
looking at me.
I didn’t think that would be very comfortable.
Dream ends

OK. Yesterday there was some sort of police thing at the train station
across from where I work.
And, one of our customers at work is in Oslo Norway.
So, just maybe that’s where I got trains and Norway.
But, castles? Ghosts? Trains on the lawn? People in ghost costumes
hanging in trees? Carol?
No idea on that.