Somehow my father had found the gold, the gold the nazi’s had stolen from the Jews. It was stacked in a large cabinet in the abandoned #14 Vault/??? station on the red line of the MBTA. The blocks had been formed into the shape of nintendo 64’s for some reason that I couldn’t quite fathom. The dream repeated throughout the night with a few minor variations, one time we missed our train because I had trouble running through a large cylindrical room with it’s own set of gravitational rules, once I was on my own and got lost in that same station which was one stop down the line from the gold.
In every iteration though, the basic plan remained the same. Take the T to the #15 station, run through the tunnels to the # 14, grab some of the gold and hide from any passing trains, climb through the large sewer pipe in the wall and crawl, swim, and climb my way out with the gold. The pipe led to a large sunny field far from the T station.