I dreamt I was a teacher in a US college in some out of the way rural location. The kids are all rich kids, the faculty seems nice but a bit strange. The Principal is played by Hugh Jackman in my dream. Angry, edgy, full-on, basically Wolverine as a teacher, but without the healing factor, adamantium skeleton, or the heart of gold.
The moment I arrive I’m taken round the other teachers and introduced. There was a Phys Ed teacher who was a WoC; she seemed kind. I don’t recall any of the other teachers.
A note on my “character”: he came from a strict evangelical upbringing. His parents had to hide the fact that sometimes he knew things about people that he shouldn’t have. His mother called him sensitive and home schooled him to keep him away from people. He grew up with an immense amount of guilt, that his ‘condition’ kept his parents from living the life they wanted. When he reached college age, he broke free and studied to become a teacher.
On the first day of school he’s introduced to the seniors. As it’s a small school there aren’t too many, and right away they seem rebellious and unruly. Wolverine brings the hammer down hard and immediately disciplines the loudest and most recalcitrant.
It becomes apparent that the kids are acting out because a girl has gone missing. She’d arrived in the dorms a few days before, and then vanished. No one knew where she had gone, and the school had yet to inform the police of the girl’s disappearance. Some of the faculty members, having also just arrived, weren’t yet aware of the situation, and their reaction forced Wolverine to make a decision. But rather than call the authorities, he opted to split the children up into groups and have them search the grounds with the teachers, heading into the woods around the school.
I went with the phys Ed teacher and three of the seniors, we headed up to the dorms to take a look around. It’s at this point that the PE teacher tells me the place is haunted, and at the same time the entire floor vanishes. I see something hunched over the body of a girl, a vast hungering spirit. A sudden chill makes me catch my breath, and coming to a halt I realise the others can feel it too, even if they can’t see what I’m seeing.
Our breath curls away from our lips as mist as a scream rings out from the grounds outside.