Ugh. I used to have a reoccurring dream that I went into an underground cement hallway. It angled slightly down and curves off to my left. Something compels me to keep moving forward even though the hallway gets narrower and narrower. Eventually I have to turn sideways and shuffle along reaching with my right hand for some mysterious object. The walls press up against my back and chest, it’s now so narrow that I can’t turn my head to look behind me. I’m stuck, still reaching but never discovering what drew me down there and I close my eyes.