Saw myself walking through this WWII styled barracks which were somehow inhabited by non-military personnel and through the passageway, Kevin and I were heading to the examination hall with another classmate and we were all in our secondary school uniform and footwear were allowed to the extent of sandals.  We had planned to go to another place after this paper; and when we were all in our school uniform, it felt like we had warped into another dimension.

After the paper, we walked towards this colonial-styled cafe and there was a guy dressed in a flashy blue and trendy top who greeted us in a somewhat unfriendly way, slapping the napkin on a chair which he had draped on his forearm earlier.

We then saw ourselves back in this barracks involved in some discussion where we were all prepared to go on an archaeological trip.

Eyes opened; 630am.