There was a presentation on a chalkboard. I was writing on the chalkboard with my right hand to my left side while talking to a group of at least three, four or five people sitting in small school chairs to my right. There appears to be a door behind me. A guy got up and either stopped me in the middle of my presentation and maybe started talking about something else.
I saw second room elsewhere in the building and saw two guys to my left talking about their marketing. They were standing to the left of this long table while I was standing adjacent to their right. There was this large book containing drawings and other words that they were discussing. The shorter of the two guys (who appeared ‘Asian’ and who was standing to the right of the taller guy) picked up the book and flipped through the pages to show the other guy the contents of those pages.
I then saw myself walking somewhat dimly lit hallway with at least two other people. We turned right and in a few more steps saw the elevators in another section straight ahead. I wanted to take elevator but a black female held a door open for us to take seven flights of stairs downward. The door was located to my right prior to the elevators but facing in the opposite direction.
We both went downstairs in a slightly darkened stairwell. The steps were no more than four to five per landing. I found myself using my hands and swinging around to the next landing instead of walking down with my feet.
I found myself landing on a bunch of long, steamed dark violet flowers, which were located slightly ahead to the left of the exit door. The imprints of my shoes left its mark on this bed of flowers in a 270 degrees position relative to my emerging from the exit door.
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