Experimental Marble Place

Was in this white marble decorated what seemed to be large lounge area looked like to a hotel or museum. There wasnt anyone around except a teacher quiet behind a wooden desk/table. A few students came towards me from the side of this place one of them approaching me saying, "we have to get to work, Ill be here digging" and points over to a spot where some of the white marble floor was purposly busted for students to dig. I felt in that moment that I could be on some sort of feild trip and with class mates. I heard some students passing me by saying, "my partner, my partner" One girl I recognize who was a best friend of mine throughout elementary and high school passes me and says breifly, "you have your partner?! Mine keeps leaving me." I say, "I think so, im not sure, think its the guy there digging." She says, "well let me know, or else I have to find mine" already leaving at the same time. I go up to the guy digging and say," so what are we doing here?" He says,"Im digging for things," my old friend passes again this time with her partner around her arm saying, "oh cool! digging for crystals" walking away. I look at him again, he smirks and says,"yeah whatever" in response to her looks at me and says, "im just digging, I could find anything" I get the feeling Im supposed to find something to do so I look around and nearby the digging area, where the floor is still marble theres a what id call a testing bed. I point at it and look at "my partner" he says, "oh, yeah, thats for performing tests, whatever you can come up with" "cool!" I say, "I can do this one." I lay on it and prepare to go to sleep so I can have a dream but before I do I look at him saying, "Im going to have dreams and study those." He looks up from digging and says, "Your supposed to have sex with someone in those, it helps with the study because of emotional connection" in the back of my mind I think 'this guy just wants to have an excuse for something' but then I figure well I can test that theory out. I fall asleep and with the intention to prove to this partner of mine that I can control and become lucid in my dreams with another intention to find someone in my dream to become intimate with at the same time. I begin having a dream within my dream and I find someone but everytime Im walking up to him he walks away. I begin to chase him eventually pouncing on him hugging his shoulders tight and tell him," were supposed to be intimate, I figured your going to want to anyways so just let it happen." He slipps out of my hands and I fall to the floor pounding my fist on the floor once and then quickly running back up after him. I begin to chase him and he stops in front of me I figure giving in. I pounce on him again us ending up on the floor which is the same marble white floor and area as in other dream realm. Im on top of him and were both wearing pants, im wearing some pink jean pants and a pink shirt and he has some dark blue jeans. I start grinding on top of him and begin to feel aroused and start to feel Im dripping down there, im ready to start the experiment or whatever it is im trying to prove. Im beginning to take my clothes off and then I wake up. Im in the museum, my legs are spread on the dirt where my partner is digging and im extremely wet. I look at him and he seems to be examing my private area , stethiscope, flashlight , labcoat and everything all while I was dreaming, I hold my crotch and say, "whatre you doing?!" He says, "well you were having some deep sensual dream so I decided to examine." I say, "yeah, I think it was a wet dream, and im soaked." He then quickly inserts his two fingers inside me and starts thrusting them in and out. I yell, "no, your not even testing anything your just fucking me at this point, my origional theory was accurate" so I kick him off and zip my pants on really quick. I too am wearing a lab coat with black jeans. He looks at me and says, "what theory?" I say you know what, you dont need to know, Im jotting it down for future measure." I look at his digging area and sit with my legs open in front of him. I say, "you still digging for crystals?" He says, "Yeah, look what Ive been working with" he holds up this Jicama looking root and its carved down to the middle where exposed is this clear quarts looking crystal with a purple hue in the center. I tap it with my nail and it sounds similar to a celenite crystal but seemingly more fragile. I ask him  "can I try to chip a small piece off the end and if it chips it might not be a crystal, Im thinking it might be some type of sugar, it looks fragile and edible." He says, " I dont think so, I think its crystal, but go ahead and try." I get a small piece and place it in my mouth, I can taste a sweetness and it slowly melting, reminds me of those crystal rock candies that sell at amusement parks and some stores. I tell him, "its sweet and seems to be melting but its so small it could be my mind playing tricks on me, do you have a bigger piece I can test it on?" He breaks a piece from one of the piles and hands it over. Its shaped like a small mountain and completly clear with ridges that make the small mountain look like it has windows and doors. I begin sucking on it. I can taste the sweetness and notice it melting taking it out and putting it back in I notice the detailed ridges begin to dissappear and it becoming just a flat mountain shape. I hand it back and say, "yep, it desolved, its sugar, maybe a type of sugar." He says "ok" and begins breaking some turning some into powder, some into tiny crystal pieces and some in full crystal shapes and forms. "Ill call it crystal candy," he says. I walk over to the middle of the marble museum and I have some facial hair not knowing why, my partner passes and says, "keep it, its for experiment." I see a girl pass and she has facial hair too. I ask her, "is that real?" She says, "yeah, its for experiment" she looks like one of my brothers old friends and I almost feel it was him. My other friend comes back, the girl Ive known since grade school and she has a full mustashe and beard. I ask "is that real" she laughs a little and ashamingly pulls it off slowly saying in a sad tone, "no, you caught me" under the fake facial hair however is her real hair and she wispers, "shhh, dont tell anyone but this is real, I grew it out for experiment" theres a little bit of fuzz growing on her lip but nothing noticable from a distance. I look around wondering why were doing this, I look over and feel the presence of someone standing there and its the teacher. I hear "psst! hey." I look at him and hes standing there with his legs spread apart. I look down for a second and notice his penis shaped beneath his tight pants. I look up at his face and he smiles, after that giving a big grin and lifting his eyebrow then I hear behind me my partner yell "teacher has a boner!" I look at my partner and say" yeah but why?" My partner says close to my ear, "why do you think? He was watching us the whole time. I think he wants to experiment with you now" The teacher lets his head hang down and retreats back to his desk sitting there alone with his back facing us. I look around again once more and decide to go back to the testing bed this time having in mind to accept whatever comes and that it be meant for me to see and experience. I fall asleep and Im in this bar and the instumental beginning part of 'In The End by Linkin Park' is playing and theres an empty microphone and wood podium. Right before the lyrics start the dj comes up to mess with the nearby turntables and Chester then runs up and beings to sing from "I tried so hard and got so far but in the End it doesnt even matter!" Extremly loud and energetic like I remember them being in the past. Im watching them sing and I think Im drinking something with ice, tastes like an ice tea. in this moment while watching and really feeling the lyrics I remember Chester is passed away and Im completly aware of this and become lucid realizing im in a dream with someone whos dead. I then think, 'I wonder what hes going to do next, he must know I know that hes not really here and this is not physically real, but does that then mean he really is here?' He then turns his head quick in that moment, looks directly at me, eyes wide and starts screaming that song that goes " I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away! Just to throw it away! Justs to throw it away!" And he repeats this staring at me loud screams, face red, with eyes wide and with all his might leaving me with the feeling that he knows hes dead and trying to tell me something through expression. Was extremly hard to watch and experience especially knowing what I knew in that specific moment and being fully aware of it. I remembered I was coming from another dream and when I went back to tell my partner what I had experienced I woke up but was in my room instead.