January 8, 2026

I was in a slightly old vehicle like a sleeper train, or in an alley where a narrow path like that went on. The ceiling was low, the round lights had dust and grime on them, and they gave off a warm-colored light. The whole passage was a greenish color, like warbler green made even paler. The passage seemed to continue past the lights, but I couldn't see where it went. There were toilets on the left and right, the women's toilet on the left and the men's toilet on the right, and the women's toilet had its light on properly, but the men's toilet was pitch dark and I couldn't see anything. In front of the women's toilet stood a large woman. She wore a long coat with fur and had a roundish sort of hairstyle. She seemed to be something like my adoptive mother or a teacher, and also, it seemed I had only recently gotten to know her. She was asking me questions about a profile of myself I had written before, and meanwhile several schoolgirls, playing perhaps, came running from somewhere and split up and went into the women's toilet and, for some reason, the men's toilet.