I walked up the side of what seemed to be a mountain, then the next thing I know I'm at the top and it's all dark. There was a sort of Victorian English town, with some snow on the rooftops lit up as it would have been at Christmas. I remember people saying "the place where it is always night" and "where the sun is the moon."
I remember thinking "this is beautiful" as I walked down the street through the town, though I began to notice the shadows on the nearby buildings were bizarre, casting darkness which caused the buildings to have a gothic and even a bit of demonic look, which unsettled me greatly. I then looked up to the sky and saw that it wasn't night time and the sun wasn't the moon; it had a completely dark and overcast sky (like a nuclear winter) with the sun dimly appearing through like a sort of orange moon. I then thought that this place was ugly and even horrific.
It then zapped to me being in a tourist place in the town, where crowds of people were waiting to leave
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