The Scientist's Nightmare

I dreamed that I submitted a workplan for an upcoming project and received the comment that we should be employing Advanced Super Techniques (AST). Then there was a call about the project in which I was again urged to use Advanced Super Techniques. I pretended to know what this meant and made what I hoped were some appropriate remarks about what we might learn using AST, meanwhile frantically googling to find out what it meant; but my screen filled up with a solid block of random letters and symbols.

Then I somehow heard about an expert in AST and went to consult him. His lab was in an old brick factory building. When I entered the building I discovered that the lower floors had been made into artists' spaces, studios with a shop in the center. Everyone looked at me strangely. The geometry of the building was an Escherian impossibility and I was completely lost, but I pretended to know where I was going and fumbled my way around, getting increasingly hostile looks. I eventually made my way up a mad staircase to the Fourth Floor, where I pushed open a door and entered a forest of trees growing in complete darkness. Feeling like I was finally getting somewhere I pulled out my phone, turned on the flashlight, and entered the forest, where I saw strange instrumets and old smartphones hanging from wires around the trees. Then I woke.