Okay anyways first bit of dream I remember. I was wandering in this house. Felt like a castle from the 1970s or 80s. Everything made of wood or paneling. Huge house. I was wandering around upstairs and passing doors when I open one and find a really neat 70s lounging area. Big wrap around orange couch made out of a scratchy fabric. Walked in. Made someone else that was with me come in. I think it was their house? But then I opened a little cabinet door that looked secretive and I thought it was my grandpa's house because everything in there just seemed like his. Anyways we leave. I'm heading downstairs. I get down to the main level and it's my dad's house. I see my mom and sister in the dining room. Then I see my dad and his girlfriend. She's wearing my fluffy brown sweater I bought recently. I react to the mess in the floor of my bathroom (a bunch of pieces of dark wood all over the floor, but looked like was shit. Anyways my dad's girlfriend saw my shocked reaction and thought it was aimed at her wearing my sweater so I had to explain she can wear it. Anyways they all leave. I'm walking now in a field and I see a bunch of shooting stars again. I worry. Then I see the fireworks. I know something bad is about to happen and that nobody would survive. I fear it's aliens. Then I see an alien ship moving low and parking nearby the neat castle house. I run up and quickly grab the alien out. It looks like a huge rat or a cat or whatnot. It bites my hand but I don't let go. I try to twist it's neck but I'm so slow and scared. Finally I just do it fast enough and hope it works. He flops down like he's dead, so I drop him in a lake nearby. I worry he's still alive.
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