I had the most bizarre dream a few years ago, where a whole bunch of people were trapped in a building with these guys in orange shirts and if one of them touched you, you'd shiver and then fall asleep.

I was being touched more than once at one point, over and over by the same one, then he left. I ran to the toilet but it wasn't the toilet. A woman who wasn't bothered directed me. When I realised it wasn't the toilets, I ran off to find the real toilets. One of my friends was standing nearby and I ran to him.

Can't remember much more than this.