I remembered a room where I had been the first time where people where you had to flip levers and press buttons till you got all of them pressed. You were supposed to always press only one at once and you "won" if all of the buttons and levers were down, but if you pulled some levers down, others would go up etc. I remembered I got the puzzle eventually by pulling down one lever with my hands while keeping the other pressed with my foot.
Anyway, I drew a breath and told Death that this time I knew where I had to go and to take me to "the room where you can fix yourself". Death checked some of the doors, eventually finding the room with the levers I just described, and closing the door again. I could see it from beneath his arm, so I insisted to go there. I got an impression like a reluctant frown, as if to say "you can only visit each room once." Then he opened the door again. There was still this room, but it was differently shaped. In retrospect, I should have thanked Death, but I am not sure I did.
I walked past other people playing the lever game (I think I noticed that some of their levers influenced levers of
other people playing the game, which I suppose was pretty symbolical; but then again, all of the dream was.) I sat down in something like a toilet stall,
and I really wish I could remember what happened then because I am sure it was some important stuff my subconscious was trying to tell me argh.------
The dream was sometimes quite fragmented. For example, I remember asking the Carnival (or maybe Death) to show me my future and walking into room a room full of, again, something like toilet stalls. I entered one. After I closed the door, a construction dropped down from the door (of course it had not been there till I closed the door). I "recognized" it as a
diaper changing table, except all the parts were basically just a mosquito net, and it was lined with a greenish strap of cloth, like two or three centimeters wide; I still knew it would support the weight of a child.
I asked "Is this the future?" I felt some discontent from the Carnival and remembered being told that so far, every single visitor of his individual stall had asked "Is this the future for me?" upon seeing what the Carnival was showing them, of course receiving no answer. And indeed I could now hear people asking "Is this the future for me?" from all the stalls around mine. I realized I was an anomaly, corrected myself to "Is this the future
for me?" and felt content from the Carnival (basically a "things are running how they should again" feeling). No answer. Of course.
I looked above the stall door on the opposite wall of the room. (This should not have been possible, because the door was so high, but yay for dream physics). I saw something like a crudely drawn "view from above" design of the whole room, according to which my stall should have been somewhere different, but whatever. There were some descriptions on it, and a baby pictograph.
Underneath the blueprints was a handwritten note, written with pencil and my handwriting in block letters, despite me not remembering writing it; I concluded it must be from the future me. (Side note, I am pretty sure in the dream I read what the note said, but cannot remember aything of it now except that it was rather short, had two lines of text and an F somewhere in there).
Underneath my note, or maybe somewhere else, was a more officially looking note documenting how the room I was in wasn't "supposed" to be there, but kept reappearing, and the authors bafflement with it. (Yes I know I just said it was on the blueprints.)
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Somewhere else, there was another room with stalls, and a waterglide leading down. (This is where I saw the 10€/30€ price shield).
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Somewhere else, there was a room which
really was full of toilet stalls. I remember there being a few for men, one of which had a shield which warning that the stall had "no support for father features!" or something like that. But all of them were closed or occupied, so just to test what the Carnival would do, I entered the only one labeled as for women. The light abruptly changed once (I think from blueish to orange or purple. That's another thing, I usually don't dream in colors, or if I do, they don't matter, so I don't remember them). I knew something BAD(tm) would happen if it changed to yet another color, because that somehow indicated an error, so I left in a hurry.
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There is stuff I have forgotten, and I wish I could remember all of it.
At one point, I thought something about "a flurry of wings". I felt I was waking up and tried resisting, despite feeling I had already exceeded my hour I had been allotted in the Carnival. But then I thought "a flurry of wings" again...