I had an odd dream that I don't recall very well now. but...

the background (in the past of the dream):
I and my brother and my mother and apparently some friends
(none of whom are from waking life) had somehow gained entry
into an alternate universe. we knew how to get back but stayed
cuz we liked it better. now the culture of the alternate
universe had caught up to us, and becuase my brother and a
couple other had overused their superior knowledge in some
fashion, everyone was getting captured and were going to be
burned as witches or some equivalent.

the actual action:
I was trying to avoid getting caught, gather the belongings
of my mother & brother, and trying to recall/figure out how
to get back to the Regular Universe. there was some reason
I had not yet been captured/arrested but that detail escapes
my recollection. dreams. so hard to hold on to.

the key was in either my mother or brother's belongings. I was
gathering them and carefully arranging them in some sort of
pine desk that bore a remarkable resemblance to an Ikea computer
desk.

meanwhile I would visit the other folks with me, who were all
chained naked and horizontal in this big city square.