I held in my hand a two dimensional object. Length and breadth but no height. I folded it into an origami ball. Most of the dream I went around asking people if I really could fold a two dimensional space into a three dimensional space while keeping the aspects of both. No one would answer me. My wanderings led me to a spartan cobblestone area at the center of a building. Must've been bigger than a football field.

For those of you playing along at home in Europe that's a football field not a soccer field.

It was pitch black and shadows were running at the periphery of my vision and the outer darkness. A Korean kid started chasing me down saying that he was my doom and we were fated to die at each other's hands. Since it was a dream I willed myself to avoid the little zergling.

Once again I was in the midst of a great, gray city at midnight holding my origami ornament made of a folded two dimensional space. No one ever answered my question.