The first thing I recall is approaching my golf ball which had landed next to the front wall of a fake castle on a hybrid mini-golf course.  I say ‘hybrid’ because there was real grass, and the distances were much greater than putt-putt golf, but there were artificial features too, so it wasn’t a traditional golf course for sure.  So I approached my ball after I suppose the group already hit their respective tee shots.  The castle entrance was to my left, like an open barn door, but because my ball was right next to the exterior front wall on the right side, I had no angle to get through the door on my next shot.  So I elected to hit back into a mowed patch that was more central, maybe about 10 yards away.  That seemed to work as planned; my ball rolled up close to the interior edge of the mowed patch; there was extremely thick grass around it which made a tiny wall about a foot high. I wondered if I might get some ‘relief’ for my next shot.  Then I looked back in the fairway and noticed that the rest of my group was at their respective balls and looking to hit their next shots into the castle area as well. 

I waved them on, making sure to get out of the way.  I noticed then that I was playing with at least four other people; they all seemed to be a bit older, like seniors.  On the far left was a woman wearing turquoise that reminded me of the adoption mom in “Queen’s Gambit.”  Then to her left, my right, was my dad, and at least two others.  I remember thinking a group of five was usually too big for regular golf, since it typically slowed down the speed of play, but obviously this wasn’t traditional golf, so I just kept going on with it.  I guess they all hit, because then it was my turn again from the mowed patch. I suddenly had a lob-wedge type of club, which was awesome because I was able to hit a deliberate slicing shot which curved from left to right as it went into the castle area.  My shot also seemed to cause havoc on the others, as my ball collided with theirs, causing them all to spit-out of the castle back into the lay-up zone.  So then my dad lined up his next shot from the lay-up zone, and he putted it quite well. It went over some creaky wooden floorboards, just the right speed, curved from right to left to catch the right edge of a hole in the floor which took the ball down into the final feature.  

As we walked over to it, the floor sort of opened up and revealed a big amber colored bowl, which had several spiralling ramps which were designed to take the balls down to the lower section and bring them to rest in different spots that were a couple feet away from the pin.  I don’t remember the subsequent plot points, but suddenly we sort of moved off to the right side of this bowl.  I sat on a couch and then a kinda cute young girl was sitting in my lap, kind of snuggling/flirting with me.  She seemed a bit younger, like maybe early-20s, was slender, had long brown hair.  The room was dimly lit and there were some neon green lights in the background, more like a party atmosphere I suppose.  It just kind of struck me as a bit odd for some reason, since I had no context of how I suddenly was hitting it off with this girl; it seemed alright, like we had a little peck of kiss on the lips, but how were we suddenly getting flirty/touchy-feely without talking or knowing each other at all, etc? So I had a lingering doubt in my mind about her quality, thinking maybe she was just kind of trashy and not really interested/keen/’into’ me so much as just ‘down for whatever’.

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