I had to petition to get access to a high security facility where Ian was being kept - Mom had ventured with me for morale support. It was huge cement building and we had to go down several stories underground before I got to the long hall that when you took a left at the end is where he had been kept.
I wasn't sure how he would receive me. We hadn't had contact in quite some time... in dream there was 0 knowledge of his suicide. His cell was large and instead of bars it was really thick glass with 3 circular holes in it to pass things through. They let me inside his cell - I can't remember any words being exchanged - but he allowed me to sleep in the bed with him... to comfort and be comforted.
There was a security camera that watched everything in his cell - my vision would flip between 1st person and then between watching the cam - and being the cam watching.
The stark contrast of sadness and comfort ruled the dream.
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