Having seen enough we go to leave, but upon opening the door through which we entered leads not into the museum but into a luscious green garden. Ever doorway leads into another world. The further we go, the harder it is to find our way back. We come to a huge apartment block, I say to go left but he goes right. I find the door I was looking for but can’t hold it open for my friends brother. The door closes and the connection is gone.
We decide instead to go to a world of green rolling hills. In this hillside we befriend a dog, who tells us that there is a door in the clouds that will lead us home. We construct a flying mattress, it is held up with strings attached to caught bits of clouds. We hop on a rise up to the other clouds. We have to float around a bit, it’s hard to see, but then we see the door. Float towards it, I reach for the door handle… and wake up.