I had a weird dream last night.
I saw myself, in the third person, carrying large luggages on a South Western Railway Class 455, which was approaching Clapham Junction. As soon as I got off the 455 at Clapham Junction, the timeframe jumped from midday to midnight, and the horizon beyond the station could not be visible. The 455 had also disappeared.
Suddenly, I panicked because I forgotten which platform I had to interchange to, so I can get to reach my destination (which I have no clue now, possibly Gatwick Airport?). For some reason, I left my luggages unattended and went to see which platform my interchanging train would be.
I went along a wooden footbridge (a similar design to the one at Woking) to some abandoned-looking platforms, numbered 25 and 26, completely empty compared to others. The layout of the station also looked completely different: correlated platforms; no SWR sidings; no shorter, London Overground platforms; and above all the station was straightened instead of the Southern lines curving towards the south.
Peering across the station, it was made clear that the last train had left the station, yet Clapham Junction was somehow busy, and many passengers walked along the footbridge. I went back to the platform that I left my luggage, and that platform was packed with naturists, which some looked at me for still wearing clothes.
Regardless of the lack of clothing, I could not find my luggage anywhere - perhaps I hadn't heard the "See it, Say it, Sorted" announcements regarding the removal of unattended items without warning? Then, I panicked even further, going around the platform asking the naturists if they seen my luggage anywhere.
Eventually, that dream ended.