Very Interesting . . .

I dreamed I was walking around a city, just exploring.  It was a bright day, there were many trees and it was breezy.  It seemed to be early to mid spring.  I came upon a white brick building and walked up the steps inside.  It took me to an underground tunnel system like they have downtown Houston.  I descended though I don't know how,  I didn't see me take any steps down.  Unlike the tunnel system in Houston this was fairly dark, it was lit but it was more like a street at night.  I was looking at some of the shops and things and came to an area that was just tunnel and a lithe, vivacious woman walked up to me and said, let me show you something.  So not only did I follow her but a few people behind me did as well.  She took us around the corner and there was a door, it looked like cherry wood, it had carvings on it and triple moons intricately painted on it.  She opened the door and there was a flight of stairs.  I started to go up the stairs and a man called down and said, you can't come up, this is our sanctuary.  I so badly wanted to go up and see the apartment or whatever it was.  I called up, couldn't I come up?  He said, no, I'm making a horror movie.  I brightly told him, I'm a writer!  He still wouldn't let me come up.  I woke, or tried to, I was paralyzed again, and trapped at the foot of those stairs longing to climb them.  I felt she would have let me come up if I were alone, they just didn't want the others in there.