Zoological Discoveries on the Ice Moon

I only remember the latter half of this dream, and it involved visiting a museum where I watched a Moon landing's live broadcast, transmitted in real time. I don't understand how I was seeing this, but it was like viewing an aquarium exhibit, with the Moon's atmosphere on the other side of the glass. Don't question the tech, I suppose. It was an Ice Moon, with an Antarctic landscape, all sheer ice and frozen seas. Two lads from a council estate were pratting around on the ice in the vicinity of the landed rocket, throwing large amounts of garbage around. It angered me that these chavs were given the responsbility of such an important mission. For the first time, animal life had been found in space, and the moment was sullied by hooliganism. The Moon was covered in penguins, the same species found on planet Earth, Humboldt's, I believe. This debunked the theory that all alien life must inevitably be different. 

I walked along the gallery, watching the penguins on the ice and diving into the water. Then it was boundless oceans and teetering icefloes. Off in the distance, beyond a colony of penguins, I spied the spiral tusk of a narwhal rising from the floes. So life here was just as it was on Earth, sort of - narwhals are native to the northern climes. Then I saw something different, primeval, and my heart was all a flutter with excitement. These were prehistoric relics, animals long extint on our planet. They looked like long-necked Pliosaurs, poking their snouts up from the sea, almost vertically. Their needle-like teeth jutted from their snouts, and on the heads and necks of the males were bristling red dragon quills. I watched in awe at the majesty of these terrifying beasts as they snatched penguins mid-dive, and performed their courtship rituals. 

I continued around the tank and saw smaller dinosaurs underwater. One was a Parasauralophus, running along the bottom of the tank like a hippo. It was far smaller than traditionally portrayed, so perhaps a juvenile. That, or we got it all wrong about dinosaur mass. One of the Pliosaurs dived down to the bottom and made a lunge for the parasaur. In the corner of the tank, wrapped protectively around a clutch of fish-like eggs, was a small, herbivorous dinosaur, Dryosaurus maybe, trying hard to camouflage itself from the predators. Being up close to the glass, I saw that it was covered in printed code, and I realised it was a sophisticated robot. More people turned up, and an annoying woman started screaming about the Pliosaurus, shouting that there were hundreds and thousands of them.