"Dream: It was awesome.
A futuristic city with lots of really tall skyscrapers. I was a captive test subject trying to escape. (Or maybe I had already escaped and a lot of the dream was a flashback.) I specifically remember someone bringing me to the skyscraper where I had been held and escorting me to the exact room that had been mine (number 9, with metallic sliding doors) and I caught my breath when I saw it because it brought back so many terrible memories. I was hyperventilating. I sat down on the floor in front of the door and just looked at it. Soon a small, young person came and curled up next to me with their head on my lap and I realized that they were a kindred spirit, someone else who had been part of the terrible experiments. They were accompanied by their mother, who stood to the side and observed us sympathetically, understanding that we were reliving the experience together. I confided that I had once been a boy, but had undergone a forcible sex-change during the experiments.
Other parts of the dream were flashbacks-- I forged scientists' signatures on papers to give myself a chance to get out of my cell and escape. There was one specific man in charge of the evil corporations and the experiments. I met his son and we fell in love. He tried to help me evade security measures to help me escape. I was preparing myself to confess my sex-change secret to him and see if he still loved me when his father appeared and I had to try to escape. I had a tool with which I bored through walls and tried to evade the force sent to collect me.
I ended up in an apartment on the side of one of the skyscrapers and realized it was the home of some direct relations of the evil boss man.
City was filled with ENORMOUS gasoline refineries."
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