First off – I knew this was a dream even as I was dreaming it all. It wasn’t exactly lucid dreaming, I wasn’t in control of what was happening. I just knew I was dreaming and that I would get away with acting like I did there.
Let’s get started;
I dreamt that I was at a New Vegas Speedrun gala party kind of thing – like GDQ but mad fancy, at a domaine chateau with fountains, an immense garden and stuff; everybody was well dressed, lots of champagne, god-tier catering, ice sculptures, waiters and so on.
There were clusters of TVs with New Vegas running on them all over the place. It was mostly old men playing though. The games were super heavily modded and devolved into mad nonsense. The ones I witnessed made me laugh.
Anyway, I ended up chilling on the outside terrace where there was only one cluster set up. On one end of the terrace was the back entrance to the kitchen. There was a guard present. He kept going back and forth between the terrace and the back-kitchen.