In a dream I had once, I was in this roundabout area in some almost Victorian styled town. It wasn't in the past as there were some modern technology there, but it felt kinda old school in many ways. It was night and raining. This town was strange in the fact that the streets were small and a strict curfew was enforced that only applied to vehicles, so there were these gates that blocked off the streets that led out of the roundabout, all four of them in the four way. The only way to the other parts of the towns are the back alley ways, which are connected via these tunnels, and well, those were also blocked off by gates. Because these entrances start as tunnels, it gives this isolated feeling that the roundabout area is like a fortress of some sort. Well, as it rained, I didn't get wet as the buildings that line the whole area had this "curve over" above the sidewalks. Beautiful architecture there. I didn't know what to do but stare into the scenery, watching people doing their business in the night. Restaurants and stores were open, so there is no need to sleep. The lamp posts light up the area quite well after all. I then headed to the building behind me, a bed and breakfast. I don't remember any more than that...