Last night I dreamt that I was driving around the north roundabout at E&C when I lost control and headed towards the island. I was heading for the silver cube structure anticipating impact but, in Harry Potter fashion, just sailed through to the interior. Once inside, it ceased to be angular and became circular with a central tube. There was an old lady inside, doing knitting or something incredibly ordinary like that. She appeared irritated by my arrival but not surprised. That's all I remember. Do you think they're lacing our water with mind altering drugs?