Dreaming of dreams

Sometimes I have strange dreams.  I'm still trying to read That Hideous Strength, but for some reason I'm struggling getting into it.  Well, in the beginning of the book they're discussing whether or not to sell part of their college property that has Merlin's Well, it's like a big deal and stuff.  The company, NICE, was going to build stuff on the land and ruin the historical landmark, but the college needed the money.

So in my dream, I was with a group that was getting chased and one of the bad guys threw a Molotov Cocktail at one of us and they fell down this huge hole (sorta Balrog-style) and then suddenly all of us were falling down this hole and landed in water at the bottom, so we swam to the top and found that we had fallen into Merlin's Well.  When we climbed up, the stones around the outside of the well were glowing, along with some paths that lead to different parts of the room, and it felt like Atlantis (Disney version) met National Treasure (no Nicholas Cage - whew).  It was really cool.  I felt like no one had been in this room for a long time, like it was long-forgotten. But I turned around, and there was a door cracked open and swaying gently, I could even see the daylight through it.  I thought, Yes, we can escape!, but alas, all the doors were locked with slide latches from the inside; there was no way we could get out without someone knowing what we had discovered.  So we walked up the spiral staircase, desperate to escape.  Then I woke up, terrified.  That is all.