Well, I remember MUCH more about last night's dream than I do about two nights ago, so here we go.
Extremely strange dream indeed. This dream took place all in Taipei - but an extremely warped version of Taipei, and warped in ways much more than the dream from two nights ago.

My old apartment building’s first floor had apparently turned into a small shopping mall - I recall seeing places like Giordano and Bossini (both shops popular in Singapore, Hong Kong, and Taipei, so I see where those came from

) and probably even a McDonald's - and the elevators in the building were just screwed up. They resembled freight elevators in malls, with the inside door covered in a badly-done white paintjob. A very trivial yet strange detail I noticed: the door on the outside was a single sliding door, but the doors on the inside were a pair of doors.

Sadly, I only recall two main scenes I remember from this dream. The first was at a night market that apparently stretched from Shihlin station all the way to Jientan station (the latter actually has a night market next to it, but the one in my dream wasn't it). I strangely enough bought two orders of oysters - yes,
oysters, not the popular "oyster omelet" snack common in Taiwanese night markets (and I don't even touch oysters except in the thing that I just mentioned

) - from a roadside stall and then boarded some bus home. The bus went through a strange forested area (not from Taipei, definitely) that had previously occurred in other dreams set in Taipei, for whatever reason it was there. The bus dropped me off in a very strange location: the lane that leads up to my apartment building, because Taipei probably has the world's largest and most complex lane/alley network, but not at the building itself. I walked back to the building, through the mall that had taken place of the first floor, but strangely, the orientation didn't change at all - the elevator lobby was still to the left when I entered the apartment building from the front. However, the elevator lobby was MUCH different: there were three elevators instead of two, and all were on the same side of the lobby instead of one on either side, just like the elevator lobby of my current apartment building (although mine has two elevators instead of three).
I went into the strange elevator and was about to go up but held it for three (probably) fifth-graders, two boys, one girl, all white Americans (yeah, no idea why they were in there either

). The boys were brunettes and the girl was blonde, and I’m certain that I’ve never seen any of them in my life before (although, scientifically speaking, I guess that’d be impossible). I am sure I pressed "11," which, strangely enough, is the floor I am
currently staying on - I stayed on the sixth floor in Taipei, not the 11th - and with that, the elevator started SPINNING slowly while it went up.

It seemed to take forever, too (although I never looked at the floor number screen thingy to see why we were taking so long, strangely enough). During that time, I remember having a slight exchange with the two boys. We seemed to have had an argument over God knows what petty thing - I'm pretty sure they were the annoying type that would just shout out crap so that the argument wouldn't end - and I can’t remember what I said to them, but I remember one of them making a VERY strange comment about me being "crazy over" a girl that I see every morning inevitably because we use the same bus stop and same bus to get to school, and I know I’m not currently attracted to anyone, so that was just weird.

Anyway, for some reason, the elevator stopped on the 12th floor after what seemed like eternity instead of the 11th. I eventually went down to the 11th floor by stairs, which had the same orientation as my current apartment building instead of the orientation of my building in Taipei, but yet everything else about the floor was exactly like my old building.

The door to my apartment was open, and inside everything seemed fine - the living room was my living room from Taipei and all - but then I entered my room and it was my room right now.

I woke up shortly after that. I’m actually surprised I remember this much, because I always forget dreams within a minute of waking up.
