This dream took place during a nice day in another country, maybe France or somewhere in The United Kingdom or somewhere else in Europe, during the COVID-19 pandemic because I was wearing my navy Old Navy cloth face mask during the dream.
I remember walking around sidewalks, by buildings, through a college, and I saw some of my former classmates and maybe my female coworker CP during my journey walking around this country.
I remember part of my last dream from last night, which took place where my aunt JE’s house is supposed to be, but my former classmate JC’s family had a mansion there.
I can not remember how I got to JC’s mansion or why exactly, but I do know that this was explained in the earlier parts of the dream that I can not remember.
I just remember being inside JC’s mansion, which had one floor above ground, and the other floors were underground.
JC’s dad had died in the past but I am not sure what happened to his mom & siblings, it seemed that JC had lived alone in the mansion for a while, and it seemed like I was the first person to visit him in a while.
The mansion was a cool museum-like place where his parent’s many antiques decorated the entire mansion, and some areas had themes from certain time periods such as: the dark ages, the wild west age, the world wars, et cetera.
The above ground floor had several drawbridges / bridges crossing to the other side(s) of the above ground floor, and there were some areas where you could see into the first underground floor; the mansion was very unique and interesting.
JC’s parent’s room was a long rectangular shaped room that was very interesting, I had memories of it from the outside (probably false memories or maybe I had a dream of the mansion before), but this was my first time going inside of it to see the entire room.
The mansion was a bit like an antique museum/castle/house with a unique setup that blended JC’s family’s interests/likes/tastes/et cetera.
JC and I ate, drank, talked about old times & current times, and JC gave me a tour of the mansion.
JC invited me to spend the night at the mansion and I accepted his invitation, and he even hinted at wanting me to move into the mansion; he seemed happy that one of his former classmates/friends had come to visit him, and he seemed to want a return to the old days where his friends were still around.
I was slightly hesitant for some reason, but I was considering it.
At some point during our tour we heard voices in the mansion on the above ground floor, and we saw a group of people walking across one of the draw-bridges; and it was a group of young men & women & their parents who lived on Eastside, and they might have been family members of our former classmate DH.
We went to see why they were in JC’s mansion, I can not remember why they were there, but I think that they were curious to see the inside of the mansion since they saw me enter it; before seeing me enter, they had been too afraid to enter the mansion, since they would never see anyone visit it.
JC nicely let them tour the above ground floor, even though they had illegally entered his mansion, on the condition that they did not touch any of the antiques & that they knock on the door & wait for permission to enter the mansion next time.
JC went to give them a tour and I joined them, and I woke up shortly after this.