I dreamed I was part of a team of people who had gone in together on an investment to build an office high rise. But we'd run out of money, I guess, so construction halted, and we all moved into the building, since we couldn't afford rent.
The entire crew of Serenity was there, except Inara. There were a couple of kids, too. We managed to get a shopping mall going on the ground and second floors, but the rest of the building was a maze of unfinished duct work, elevators we'd each secretly installed to our own hidey holes, and building supplies.
Mal found out the building code inspector was coming, and we all knew the building wasn't stable. We were down in the basement trying to wedge in iron supports to shore things up when we heard the inspector coming. We scattered, each to a different room or corner to whisk up in our elevators, which operated like pneumatic tubes at a bank drive through.
I went to one of the two main elevators, which were the only ones that went from top to bottom of the building. There was one on each end of the building's long footprint, but on the fourth floor, their tracks made a right angle turn to run level before turning up again, so that they ran side by side to the top. But when I got up to the 8th floor, I realized I could just leave the building. But Mal, Wash, and Jayne had cut power to the elevators. All except one emergency one.
Now, I hated this elevator, because it was not much more than a disk of metal, about 8 feet across, like a flying saucer, that dropped the entire height of the building through an atrium, slowed by a powerful jet of air. But I jumped on anyhow, and rode it down to the lobby, lying flat on my belly and clinging for dear life to some indentations in the floor. Then I made sure no one was watching before strolling nonchalantly down some back stairs and out into the street. Then I woke up.
