Dream last night which I wish I could remember better: me and unidentified friend (Asian male 20-something with glasses--who are you?) running from some form of danger in a nearly finished large commercial building which had recently been sheetrocked, but no other finish work done. We crawled through some mechanical chases looking for a place to hide, but nothing seemed to be safe enough. We found our way into the large, open downstairs, which had two enormous staircases going up from either end, and meeting in the middle to form a sort of mezzanine. This section was crowded--everyone was working on the window displays which were supposed to show how the finished units would look. I saw a couch with a newspaper on it--The New York Times--and gave friend a section, so we could hide behind the newspapers, pretending to read. I'm not sure if it worked.
Another recent dream also included staicases, of a sort, but was located in a giant canyon of grey stone--no sign of life other than the visitors to the site--no plants or animals of any kind. It had been a fort, and the canyon was spanned by a huge bridge, which connected various levels of the fort by large metal stairs and in some cases, ladders. Vertigo kept me from climbing the ladders, and I was very thirsty and had the beginnings of a headache. It was eerie to be in such a lifeless place.