I see 2 knights guarding a huge wooden door. This place looks official, like some sort of castle or chamber. Hanging by the door is a set of keys. A man from behind the double doors grabs the keys and walks over to the knight on the right. He lifts the cage that is over the eyes of the helmet, which allowed the knight to see more of a peripheral view of the area. The knight proceeds to take off the full helmet at this point and I now notice that this knight is a woman. As she scans the area, she notices some white linen clothing folded by the door. The armor she was wearing was quite heavy, so she takes the clothing and walks to another area to change.
At this point, I’m shown into the room that is behind the double doors. It appears to be an office of some kind. In the middle of this room is a big huge square table with a 3d map set up on top of it. Several people are gathered around the table looking at the map. They are discussing some sort of strategy for something taking place in the map. As they are speaking, I notice red circular objects popping up at various locations.
Next, I am back to the vantage point of the people in the office. They are looking outside the windows and commenting on a storm that is approaching. They walk back over to the map and start to discuss where to move the umbrellas. The people are not treating this like a game, but the way they are strategizing and moving the umbrellas make me think of a chess game or something to that effect.
Now I’m taken to the vantage point as if I’m on the map. A red umbrella is opened over the top of me and the shaft is then plunged into the ground. Under the umbrella, where the metal rib mechanism is usually located, looks like the underside of a tree, not the normal metal. The branches have some kind of operation going on that cascades down from the end tip of the umbrella , and then flows downward. The sides of this umbrella tree touch all the way to the ground and form a dome shape over the area.
As time goes on, more and more of these umbrellas are placed and moved until the red umbrellas touch and form a big canopy/ tent over the entire map. The excitement in the room is palatable at this point and one of the men says, “it’s time”. One of the people then walk over to the double doors and open them and invite the woman in.
Editor/I. S.: The storm and the statement strongly remind me of this dream of mine:
