If we're doing another one of these, I'll share a dream I had around two years ago that isn't Touhou related. I guess my dream journal is good for something after all...
As far back as I can remember, I was in a fairly cramped room with cream-colored walls. My guess is that it was about 20 feet long and 15 feet wide. It seemed cramped because there were about 30 other people in the room, all of which were of varying age, gender, size etc. Every single one of them was wearing a brown, dirty and tattered suit and tie. The only one who wasn't was me; I was wearing just a t-shirt and sweatpants.
We all just stood around aimlessly, and I heard some people muttering to one another. I was sitting down and scooched over to the side, accidently bumping into a girl who looked about 6 years old. When I did, she suddenly screamed "Get the fire truck away from me, you psycho!" and promptly shuffled away from me. Her outburst elicited no reactions from anyone else.
We all stood around for a few more minutes until a voice echoed from a speaker in the cieling. It was the voice of a man, and he uttered something in what sounded like Russian. I didn't understand it at all. When his "announcement" was finished, everyone started shuffling towards a door at the far end of the room. An older-looking gentleman turned around and offered me his hand. He told me "Alright, on your feet. We're leaving." I took his hand and we all exited the room in an orderly fashion.
Outside the room was a very dark hallway with no lights, but at the end of the hallway was a very bright light, like a light at the end of a tunnel. We all slowly and wordlessly walked towards the light, which grew brighter and brighter. Eventually it got bright enough that all I could see was a pure white void. All of the sudden, the light very quickly dissipated and I was able to see again. Me and all the other were suddenly in an exact replica of my third grade classroom, the only difference being all of our desks and chairs were missing. This allowed us to fit semi-comfortably in the room.
My third grade teacher was in the corner of the room, and she had more wrinkles than when I'd last saw her. She was reading a book of some sort to a group of young children sitting around her. Eventually, she turned her head up to look me in the eye. Then, she gave me a warm and welcoming smile.
Finally, my alarm woke me up. I very quickly wrote this down before it could fade from memory. Sometimes, I wonder how my mind comes up with this stuff...