A Story of My Dream

　I often dream during my sleep. This morning I was awaked by my dream. It was very odd and as like a drama or a little movie.
　I was in an old elevator whose inside was slight dark. There were three persons including me. One of all was a short man who is too short to I didn’t mistake him for a children at the first glance. Another one was a very tall woman who looked like Minerva McGonagall of the movie of Hally Potter. The man was in a dirty white coat and his chin was turned up as if a mad scientist was sunk in thought. They were very quiet and the grave atmosphere from such them made me frighten and want to escape to somewhere lighter.
　The elevator worked, probably toward downstairs. It had a small window which I can look out a view of outside. I tried, from inside dark similarly to the view of outside in the night. There were some unrealistic sights. A jungle filled up with a lot of creepers and big unique colored flower, and an abbey which a lot of Ninja went in and out…next to next odd sight passed in front of my eyes.
　After a while, suddenly, the bottom of the elevator was overturned just like rotary door. Slipping, I was dropping into under of the elevator. Then I noticed there was a bottomless marsh which had strange bubble and smog. Never to drop in, I crept up along the board of bottom desperately.
　Then, I waked up with my hart beating hardly just like I finished to rush. I have had enough of bad dream which makes my hart weak any more..