I was staying at a hotel. Everything was going fine except the hotel was steadily shrinking. In that dream however, I didn't think anything was amiss, not even when I had to crawl through small holes in the wall to go from one floor to another. I also found that the elevator went diagonally upwards, like a cable car going up a mountain. There was an attendant in the elevator who manually started and stopped the elevator by pulling on a lever.
This is a fly-by dream. I just hovered some distance from a five-storey house in Ridgefield. It had whitewashed walls and a blue-tiled roof. The house was right beside a busy highway, which I believe was the turnpike.