I was exploring the farm. Maybe I was mapping it, sort of like I do when exploring in Subnautica. Mostly I was travelling by foot, though I have a vague feeling that I was also jumping around from point to point, as if catapulted by a slingshot (or one of those launching ramps that we put in some Crapi deathmatch levels), or as if I was an allomancer burning steel to throw myself around.

'The farm' had no resemblance to the Metcalf farm. This one was, in my mind, at least, not having fully explored it, yet, a big square, with most of the dream taking place in one corner, which for purposes of trelling the story I'll call the northeast.

This farm had its own subway system with at least to stations. There was a station near the north edge, and another, larger one, near the northeast corner, and together they contained several restauratns. The northeastern one had a Korean restaurant that I think 'the boss' liked to eat at. It also had an above-ground part, maybe up in a tree farther in the corner of the property, which may have had its own restaurant.

At one point I was continuing clockwise around the edge of the farm, and I think it was then that I discovered a third subway station.

If three subway stations on a farm wasn't silly enough, there were actually two separate sets of tunnels between the northern two stations. One regular one and one deeper one with trains that worked on some slightly different principle, or that used a different track gauge, or something. Both of them were operational.

I had some anxiety over something-or-other, but I don't remember what. Was there something I was trying to accomplish? Maybe I was mapping the fields and the stations. Maybe the place was running out of money and the stations were in disrepair and the restaurants closing. Maybe the food did not agree with my stomach. Or maybe it was just that Kitaya was with me and complaining about her family a lot.

Later I was with somebody else, and we continued by adventure around the property. We got near the southeast corner when I decided it was time to head back, bit straight across instead of going back around the edge. The farm was hilly so we didn't have a line of sight back to home. The part that we were crossing had some weird hydrothermal mud (it was steamy, slowly flowing, colorful, and smelled of sulfur). I just started slogging through it, hoping that I wouldn't sink too deep and that the mud wouldn't dissolve my boots. So far, so good, after a few steps, but I was thinking it would be best to quit while I was ahead, and find higher ground.