Dream Of Traveling Through A Portal

I'm in another world and I'm traveling through a portal to a similar but different world or planet with a midsized group of people. There's about 20 of us. I'm mostly amongst strangers and there seems to be a lot of people of Indian decent. I remember the guy who granted us access to the portal was an Indian man. We entered through some back room that lead us into a mall looking establishment. We all made our way into the main space where there were tables and people sitting down at them. There was some lady speaking and i could hear her through the intercome. I couldn't see her though. There was some commotion and a some machine that resembled a fire extinguisher that i saw some one using. A handful of people from the group had left back to the other world. The guy who had access to the portal had left leaving us without a way back. I remember some of the men being stressed about it. I didn't seem to mind and went on shopping. I remember acquiring a small round mirror and two small wood keyboards (musical ones). At some point i decide to go to the mens department and buying a white button up blouse. There was a male sales clerk (white man) helping me out. I remember he called me Chris when checked me out. There seemed to have been some past engagement between the two of us because he acted as if he knew me. This invoked a sense of lucidity in me i thought i must be dreaming and in another body other than my own. I also remember stealing a few sweaters. This is peculiar because I'd never do that. I remember my consciousness coming in and telling me to treat this world as my own in act in the same manner. That didn't stop me for whatever reason. I went back to where the adventure had begun where there were people seated and i changed into the white blouse i had just purchased it had huge gold buttons on them and i remember it shaped my breast nicely. I was with my friend Ashley and still remembering that i might be dreaming decided to try and wake her up not by telling her we were dreaming but by proving it to her by asking a man sitting at a table next to us who and what he say. We asked the young Asian man what he saw when he saw us. He said " i see two beautiful women" i remember being disappointed because i must have still taken my normal female form. Thus i was not able to provide evidence that we were dreaming. I fell back into the slumber of the dream forgetting that i was dreaming and excited by my new purchases and stolen goods. I remember going into a back room where there was only one guy in there looking at security screens. The guy seemed to have been my friend and we were talking as i was folding and packing my stuff into a bookbag. Then a knock came and a buch of blonde white eastern European ladys came in. I think i knew one of them and she introduced me to another one telling her that i was an artist. I began to inquire about the lady's connection to art and i remember sharing some food with the other ladies. I then found myself in a home that was mine in the orginal world i had started in. I was gathering my thungs to leave. I remember leaving the house and forgetting my keys but not worrying because they were in a small table outside of my house i started to walk and i ended up at one of my old friends ex girlfriend house. We exchanged a few words in kindness before i decided to go back and get my keys. My house was almost completely isolated and looked like a cottage surrounded by a void of whiteness. I went to the small wooden table where my keys were. The small round mirror i had just purchased was placed on top In-between the two little piano keyboards which were placed neatly ontop of one another. I remember getting my keys then looking at myself in the mirror. There was something significant about that moment for whatever reason. I then decided that this whole arrangement should be inside my house rather then outside and decided to bring them into my house. Before doing so i placed my fingers on the top piano and played some of the keys. I some how had composed a beautiful melody then thought to try the other one out. They were tuned differently but the melody coming from the bottom one was also distinctively beautiful. I thought it odd how simple it was to play and couldn't get over the beautiful melody that i was hearing as i played it. I stopped myself telling myself there will be more time for sound exploration once i get them inside. And began to pack them. I woke up in the midst of it. This dream was kinda all over the place with one thing leading to the next. I also seemed to be very easily distracted by all of the outside stimulation. I also feelt guilty about taking the sweaters with out paying for them and it was actually uncomfortable to write about that part. Anyhow the end