The Crack in the Universe Dream

I am a scientist assigned to investigate the Crack in the Universe. I have been issued a time machine, so I can go back and make inquiries about it. Pretending to be a reporter, I go back and talk to a scientist, but she gives me really vague answers. In this time, I am able to look up into the sky and see the crack myself, which is in a curvy shape like a script alphabet character. My main question to the scientist is whether the crack became visible to us as soon as it happened or if there was a long delay from the time when it occurred and the time when we first saw it. But she absolutely refuses to give my any definite answers, so I give up on her as a source and head back to my time. Next I go back to a time within my own lifetime, so I actually enter my body from that time. Apparently this is unobtrusive to my former self because my memories of what formerly happened during that time serve as a backup for her to experience while I use her body. In this time, I am about eleven years old and I am at church with my mother and brother. I am wearing an ankle-length flowered skirt that I made myself. I am asking the pastor and some of the older church ladies about if they had noticed anything strange in the sky recently. But I am also having to play along as my former self not to excite too much suspicion, which means I end up having to do some silly Sunday school crafts. My brother decides that this is a good time to confess that he has inappropriate thoughts about girls, so we get stuck having a conversation with the pastor about it. When we finally leave, we end up wandering around looking for the car for what feels like forever. We hear a cracking noise and look up to see the Crack in the Universe glowing in the sky. I find this very strange because I had no memory of this happening the first time I was here. I decide it is safest to go back to my time for the moment. When I get back, I notice that I am still wearing the skirt. This is something that should never happen since I had only been inhabiting my former body in spirit. It doesn’t fit me too well now that I am older and it is pulled open where it is supposed to tie. I tell my colleagues what has happened and they put me in quarantine until they can figure out what went wrong. They send another agent out to investigate, and he goes to a skating rink in the time before the Crack in the Universe showed up. The skating rink is inside a large building tucked in a cave looking out the side of a cliff. There is a school here and a staircase leading down into the rest of the city carved in the mountain. Out on the rink, a woman starts to fight the agent. He does his special attack where he jumps up really high and then lands on his opponent with his elbow. This attack usually brings them down, but she is unphased and keeps fighting him. We find out that she is a robot, so he realizes he can reprogram her to protect that time against the Crack in the Universe. After he reprograms her, he moves on to another time, but we stay here with the people from this time. There is a pregnant woman who is a music teacher in the nearby school. She is having troubles with her husband, who is an artist. He comes up the stairs while she is having her lunch break on a bench nearby. He hands her a drawing he has done of the inside of their apartment. It shows their two pet rabbits in the foreground and a window in the background through which the Crack in the Universe is visible. The woman notices that one of the rabbits is all fuzzy and scribbly and immediately knows that her pet rabbit is missing and that one of the twins inside her has died. With this painting, the man had discovered a latent psychic ability to draw reality. From here we move outside to the small town near the top of the cliff. It is bright and sunny and there is some kind of fair or festival going on with rides and food stands. There are three young boys in nostalgic clothes running around together enjoying themselves. A creepy clown comes up to them, leans down, and whispers with a smirk that if they are interested in having an adventure in a magical kingdom, they should call the number on the paper he hands them using the payphone at the bottom of the cliff. So they all roll down a grassy slope next to the cliff until they get to the bottom. Here they find an ornate old payphone just randomly coming up out of the grass with its back against the cliff. They dial the number and push a big gold button decorated with the insignia of a kingdom they had never heard of. But they get distracted discussing whether they have to all be touching to go through the passage together, so they don’t notice that the phone had been trying to give them instructions and they miss their chance. The clown reappears and tells them another way they can go to the magical kingdom, but they mess that way up, too. So a letter flutters down from the sky, which says that if they are still interested in going to the magical kingdom, that they would need to send the clown an email at clownbob@magiclown.clown or they could chat with someone on their website: magiclown.clown. The three friends decide that a website with a .clown extension seems a bit dodgy, and they go back to the festival to get some hot dogs.