When I was younger I used to dream that I was in a very crowded noisy room filled with adults. I would always find my way to a stand with a massive old open book on it. When I was standing right in front of it, the pages would start flicking furiously. For some reason the whole dream would give me a horrible uncomfortable feeling and it would be frightening when the pages started flicking. I would always wake up at this point, sometimes screaming.