The dream began with me cleaning up my house, when room mate Darryl walks in and starts doing standup comedy in a spotlight in front of an audience. I don't remember any of the jokes, but I was surprised at how good at stand up he was. All of a sudden it became an illusion show. The stage became liquid (yet it retained its shape, texture and colour) and he began to sink into the stage pretending to be in horror. Then some of his stage hands began reaching out of the liquid stage and pulling him in (the bit was that he was being pulled into hell.) I got up on stage and climbed into the liquid, which pulled me under the stage, where it was terrifying and claustrophobic. Someone then told me that Darryl was fined 7$ for mistreating his workers.
After I climbed out, a princess from Buckingham palace was there. She told me about a royal party that was the next day and she needed me to wear her dress for a day to get it broken in. I put her pink dress over my clothes and went to hang out with the Queen Mother for a little while. We went to the place of the party where they were preparing everything. Queen Elizabeth was there and she waved at the Queen Mother. I waved back and then realized I probably broke 30 protocol rules.
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