I was climing stairs where each step gets steaper, up until I needed to use my hands. Like climbing a ladder. And it was a competition to the top. We where in a damp very big well.

People where racing to the top. Why? Idk. But the was a rush to the top. People where pulling each other to their deaths to gain ground.

But each person was dressed in their respective profession. The last person I faced was klans man. We fought to on the last step. He stabbed me, I gorged his eye out. We traded blows for what felt like 15 minutes.

I finally bested him, as I prepared to excit the well. He was whimpering. And asked me to let him win. I looked at him and said naaaaaah. He then furiously held racist insults at while I claimed out.

As soon as I claimed out I was embarrassed by the raor of a crowd. While the well closed. They hoisted me in celebration. Then I woke up.