I dreamed that I had to visit a grave that was under the Colma BART station. It was down under the train level. I tried to sneak past the end of the platform, but there was a cop there. I told him what I was looking for. He laughed, let me pass and told me to take the second set of stairs.
At the bottom, it was there. A dirt floor with a few gravestones scattered about. The one I was looking for didn’t have a name. It had a message. I had to brush the dust away. “Wake Up.”
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