Chillystories

The top floor of Shelton Hall is a large study area taking up the entire top floor which is enclosed all around with glass windows. From the top of the building there's a beautiful view of the Charles River and the Boston downtown skyline. In the middle area of the study floor, there's a dance floor and a tiny stage that has been there since the building was a hotel in the early 1900's.

One morning at around 10AM, I decided to do some last minute cramming before my midterms that afternoon. Since I was living on the fourth floor, I took the elevator up to the study room which is usually quiet in the mornings. There were a few other students already studying up there and the whole floor was bright with the outside sunshine.

I picked a table in the front of the study area to the left hand side of the little stage. With my back to the stage, I set about trying to learn what I was supposed to have learned during the year.

Since I was accustomed to staying up very late even on weeknights, it wasn't long before I started to dose off. I don't exactly remember my dream but right before I woke up, I saw something strange.

I was halfway between sleep and wakefulness when I heard a crowd of people laughing. It was very loud and at first it seemed as though they were laughing at me.

I was too drowsy to fully open my eyes but the little tiny slit I could see through, I saw the exact same shape of the room from where I was sitting. But even though the point of view from my seat was the same, it was all dark with only dim lights. Big round tables were lined up along the sides of the dance floor and dark figures of men and women were seated at each table. I could see that the men were dressed in suits. They were laughing in the direction of the stage.

When I was finally able to open my eyes, I looked around and the same students were sitting nearby. The sun was out and everything was just the same as when I dozed off. I know it was definitely a dream, but it occurred to me that the scene I had just seen was probably exactly what the top floor of Shelton must have been like if there was a show with an audience in the early part of the 1900's. A sudden snippet of a real happening from a long time ago...

The experience wasn't scary and at the time the prospects of failing economics was much more daunting. So I continued to study and took my time. I still remember exactly how that scene looked. It was only a few seconds before I woke up, but I still think it was strange that dreamed what I did.