My Only Recursive Dream

I had this dream when I was a kid, around 7-9 years old, can't remember exactly. I used to go to a school that was located inside of Parc Güell called Baldiri Reixac.

The dream started there, a normal day at the school, it was break time and people were playing in the playground. I remember believing strongly that the center of the football field in the playground area was the center of the world, but I digress.
I had to go wash my teeth, so I grabbed my necesser, a word in catalan that means a bag containing toiletry stuff, and went to the boys bathroom.

Inside of the bathroom, I found my friend Jordi, who also was washing his teeth, I decided to leave my stuff in the sink and go take a quick pee.

Inside of the bathroom stall, I suddenly got very sleepy, so I closed my eyes for a moment and started a dream inside of this dream. Inside of this dream, I was still at the break at the school, but I knew I was dreaming.

I went to the same bathroom, and all my stuff was there, but Jordi wasn't. For some reason, I decided to wash my teeth, even thought I knew I was dreaming.

After washing my teeth, I decided to close my eyes for some seconds, because when I used to have lucid dreams this was always a way to wake myself up. To my surprise, when I opened my eyes, I was in another dream, I was at my bed and this looked like the start of a recurring dream I used to have about aliens, which I will talk about in another blog post.
Suddenly, I heard the break ending alarm from school, so I decided to close my eyes once again to wake myself up.

When I woke up, I was in an alley in some sort of Gothic town, reminiscent of a combination of the Gothic neighborhood, El Barri Gòtic, in Barcelona, but with rooftops resembling that from Euskadi, and some houses typical of French towns.

It was a beautiful town, with stone paths, tiny paths, flowers, classic homes... It was dark, at night, my family was with me, but they were doing something else so we split, can't remember.

This reminded me of my time in Eraul, Euskadi (Yes, I said it, Eraul IS Euskadi) so I was very comfy being alone in this town at night.

However, after that, I was still having the feeling that I was inside of a dream, so I got inside of a random home to find a bed and try to wake up. I found a beautiful home with a huge door, I opened it and there was a big stair that split into the sides.

It was broader than this example picture, and there was a wall at the end of it, it was also darker and the walls were of a darker color.

At the right, there was a huge cabinet. I was very curious when I was a kid so I went to it and opened a drawer to see what was inside. I saw a huge key and some other stuff I can't remember now.

There was a huge flow of terror and horror feelings spawning on me, so I look at the stairs and I see a huge tarantula coming down the stairs.

I freezed, and then I saw how thousands of tiny spiders came from that same staircase and rushed to me, started climbing me.

This is when I woke up, but not to real life, I woke up in the first dream, my school, inside of the bathroom stall.
I rushed outside to see my friend Jordi, I tried talking to him but he wasn't responding. I don't remember very well what I saw, I think it was a spider coming from the sink hole or somewhere else, but it made me jump out of bed screaming.

This was the only time a dream made me jump out of bed.

I remember seeing my friend scream after a nightmare on a casal d'estiu trip on a rustic catalan home some months before that dream. And at the time, before this dream, I was surprised because I had only seen those kind of reactions in movies.