Deja vu

March 20, 2014 I was with the Backpacking group again, plus a few extra people. I know for sure that <PERSON> and <PERSON> were there. There may have been one or two other people, as well, but I forgot who they were or if they were there. We were all going on some trails around a mountain. The thing is, they all had obstacles or puzzles to get past them. The first one I remember had a really steep incline that was hard to climb on your own. There were stairs along the side of it, but the stairs were unstable and slanty, and there was no handrail. We made it past that one, and came up to a monorail type chairlift thing. While getting on, we had to split off so one person from our group (I am pretty sure it was <PERSON>) was left to get on the next tram-thing. We had already decided which stop to get off at, so we were not too worried about losing each other. What we had not accounted for was that the transporter was super fast and getting off was a bit of a chore. The way it worked was that you could not really see where you were, but you had to mentally decide when to get off of it and just hope it was the right stop. I shouted for when to exit, and we ended up in a deserted cottage in a glum and misty mountain clearing. I had a REALLY strong sense of deja vu here. I think I may have dreamed of this place before, but I cannot be sure. We had gotten off the transport a stop too early, and this place was the one place we had not wanted to be. It was dark and creepy and abandoned. Rundown. Dusty. Everything was dim and gray. We all stood there for a moment, and then I went outside to inspect the area, but all these zombies and monsters were coming to life all around me. Every direction I turned, there were things coming to get me. It got cold all of a sudden. Then, <PERSON> grabbed my shoulder and we went back inside, and the monsters all dissolved back into the ground. We tried to get out of there, but eventually <PERSON> found us. He said he would gotten off at the right stop, but we were not there, and he would assumed we had gotten off a stop too early. We eventually figured out the trick to that "trail," though I cannot remember what it was. We found ourselves back on a normal trail, and I pulled out a map of the area to find out where we needed to go to get to where we had planned on going before the mishap wit the transporter. From there on out the dream is blurry. I remember fragments where <PERSON> was there, but I do not know whether they were in the beginning or at the end of the dream. I feel like it was before the very steep part, and only for a moment, as she was in a passing group going the other direction. She was with a guy, who I assume was her boyfriend.