I dreamed I was in a plucky crew of middleschoolers investigating strange gaps in our school’s curriculum, the ever vacant librarian position, and the progressive merging of the mental health offices with the Spirit Committee. We eventually realized that the three Spirit Committee members, now also our schools counselors and substitute librarian, were committed to blocking out any information that might lead the school’s students to question their existence or think too hard about the harsh truths of reality, since all three of them had been crushed half-way into the eldritch void by the weight of too much knowledge. They used their newfound pseudo-psychic abilities to “protect” the next generation from such pain. However, my crew committed themselves to fighting back and changing the world rather than letting it destroy us, starting by proving to the rest of the faculty how flawed and limited our current system was. We did it by sneaking into a nearby college’s library science classes to figure out how best to identify what we currently lacked.