My Crazy Kids and Some Cult

The dream began with me attempting to teach my ballet students, but these kids wouldn’t listen to me at all. It became worse and worse. One girl climbed a ladder. It fell, and she got hurt. Some were taking naps in the hallway. Kids were climbing the walls. I didn’t even know what to do, no matter how loud I was, they couldn’t hear me. I ended up taking them to a nearby ballet performance, and I was surprised that they acted very sophisticated. The theater was grand, with plush velvet seats and a giant gold staircase. Then, I was with my friend TC. We were both in white dresses that looked like old nightgowns. We were standing in a white hallway in a line of girls dressed like us. I was at the end of the line. Adults with clipboards were making sure we stayed in line. We were led to this cafeteria, and we each had to sit in front of a piece of paper and a pencil. Now, TC sat at one table, so I chose to sit next to her, even though that space was messy with a drink and some trash. This elderly woman in a white dress was walking around, examining everyone. No one dared to speak, and they all seemed really scared. I was scared of the situation, but also annoyed. I ended up accidentally spilling the leftover drink. The old woman turned and came over to me, asking me to stand up. She called me “Alice,” or something, so I talked back to her and told her my actual name. All the kids in the cafeteria gasped, and I just stood there with my arms crossed. The older woman raised her eyebrows. I woke up, unfortunately. I would have loved more answers about this one.