On a weird platform outside, appearing to be in space I am with my family, it seems to be my house but transformed, maybe I am in the garage? the cats are hanging out with us. I go inside and the whole entire house is deformed not making sense. As if my brain recorded a bunch of different areas in my house and combined them into something else, the whole entire place is messy, walls, ceilings floor not where they should be as if its upside down, i see the refrigerator slanted on the ground.
there was a woman living in a mansion or castle who met another woman who drew portraits of a woman, they were nicely done. the woman was dreaming and she woke up, in her real life she feels completely derealized from everyone, and shes sees a portrait, the drawing from the dream of the woman, however the portrait is distorted and messed up, and it turned out the woman she met, the artist is evil, she is a witch in control of her dreams, she wants to escape. while standing on a stage in front of other, she finds out the the woman has escaped, is she in another dream? the woman as long long locks of hair coming out of her mouth that flys toward the other woman, it trys to cover her up and roll her up, because the witch wants to take over her soul, and body. everyone watching is for the witch. I find myself watching too, with rage and i threaten to hurt them.
2 of my friends are making a music video, it is inexplicably odd. I find it funny at first but then i start to notice everyone around me starts to be acting weird, goofy and not themselves, while I fly around, and glide, and observe. I feel like I am going from dream to dream, where similar things are happening in each as if im going into portals back to different lives. I find myself in a room with another acquaintance, chairs and tables, and other furniture everywhere, and there is a weird woman who slowly walks toward him with evil laughter, in a way zombie like we get away but had walked toward the furniture-- it was as if she wanted it us to go there to trap us into obstacles. I start to notice more and more people slowly acting more weird. I know whats going on but I feel alone, its like they are all being infected, not zombies, or at least more than just a zombie, but demons all around me, some dont pose a threat as they arent highly developed yet but i see them growing, getting stronger and i see some running on wheels. As a pull out a knife and put it toward my throat i stab myself, but before that one bites me.
flying down the seas while i think about everything happending i see a theater, that sparks my interest. Everyone is learning about someones specimen that is behind a large screen, not a tv screen though, behind a clear screen. but in front of the screen is a curtain. The creature is cute, it talks it looks friendly with big eyes but when it sees me, it instantly changes its facial expressions to anger, it sprints twards me fiercely, and it wants to break out. The person sharing its weird creature, is handing out pills, both red and blue, both bad for you. Part of that creatures DNA mustve been in the pills, forming other organism, when someone swallows them, that organism takes over.