I worked in a secret partially underground base under the neighborhood I grew up.
I was going home and wandering around. I went up a tunnel and through a small staircase to a suburban neighborhood. From this side the door was tiny, like 1/64 of a horse squared.
Then I asked the door to open, and it did and I slid down. A man and woman in heavy riot gear rushed in and I said, "should I put the door back?" It had fallen off when I slid through it.
They said yes and left.
The door was a cage and a towel that I couldn't figure out. I half put it there and moved on. There was a large airfield outside the windows of the 1st floor hallway.
At the end of the hall a shirtless teen boy was arguing with a scientist, then he pulled down his pants, pooped in his hand and threw his poop at me and the other guy he meant to hit. This wasn't the first time. It didn't hit me and he said sorry to me but I left.
I went down a few flights of stairs on scaffolding like metal grates with a bottomless drop below them. I came to a cave room with a waterfall and pool. There were colorful lights and a dispenser with pellets in it next to a small cute stylized rock statue of a pointed eared girl squatting and covering her eyes.
There was a woman there who started explaining that if I feed the statues pellets she might wake up.
