I don't dream a lot but this felt important to share.
So I'm in some sort of city with brick roads and brutalist concrete architecture. I get the feeling it's some sort of alt London. Somewhere along the streets, there is a very wide alleyway, and the alleyway has a concrete ramp that goes down diagonally, but it's not too steep to climb out of—just a ramp. So I go down it, and at the end is the inside of a barn, not just the barn itself, but barn architecture. There is a girl who has hung herself from the rafters. I could tell because she was wearing a leopard print white and black coat, a black skirt with a red hem, and black heels that looked off to me. Anyway, the rope lowers, and I didn't have control over this part, but I started to put on the girl's clothes. Then another woman came down the long ramp into the barn and exited through a door I didn't see. I didn't bother looking for an exit because I felt something in the pockets: a brown camera, and another on a barn shelf. I am very confused.