Dream - spelunking kenopsia

Started out at work. One of my young associates was dismantling an old woven ... blanket? tapestry? and preparing the threads - braiding them into different sized ribbons. Another associate was sewing the ribbons onto a backing. They were creating ... recreating ... King Arthur's banner or family shield sort of thing.

Then I was a teenager (not me), high school age, on a field trip with a bunch of others to a college university. We were participating in projects in different fields of study offered by the colleges. My boyfriend had a hobby of exploring abandoned buildings so I wasn't too worried when he didn't show up the first night. Second evening, though, I did begin to worry. By the penultimate day of the visit with no sign of him, I was frantic. Some study had identified the most likely object of his explorations but college authorities refused to do a search ... not because of danger to human life but because human contact/breath/hair/&c might damage the objects stored within - books. I decided to go in and look for him myself - and a bunch of my friends decided to join me with others covering our absence.

At that point my husband woke me up because I had overslept.