All that I can remember of this dream is that it started during the day in a slightly fictional version of the city of D inside and outside real and fictional versions of my parent’s neighborhood.
I remember walking along the streets of various real and fictional neighborhoods, I went inside some areas, and I met some people during my journey.
At some point I found a one-story building that looked like a house, when I went inside I found a family (a woman, a man with dark-color skin, and a little girl who was their daughter), and eventually I found out that this was more like a small house-like jail or prison or detention center.
The prison guard was a woman with dark-color skin wearing a police or security guard uniform, she had a bad and lazy attitude and she did not care about her job or the prisoners at all, and she was not even watching the prisoners (in this case it was the family).
I found out that the man was the one who was really the inmate, but somehow he family got locked up with him too which did not make sense even in the dream especially because the little girl was locked up to.
They were not really locked up, they had an apartment-like room, but they were not allowed to leave really except the girl could go outside when she wanted to; and the house/building was not secured with bars or anything really it seemed.
I felt bad for the girl and her mother, I sensed that the father was probably abusive sometimes, at some point I remember walking outside with the daughter who probably climbed out a window.
Something happened that I can not remember where maybe a paranormal and/or supernatural threat showed up, I probably led it away from the family by running outside, and it chased me through the neighborhoods.
I did not want the threat to know where I lived so I led it on a wild chase away from familiar areas until it lost sight of me, I used stealth and the terrain to my advantage to hide and confuse it, and eventually I sneaked back to my parents street when I felt that it had lost me.
It was evening or night now, my mom’s side of the family seemed to be having a family gathering/party at The E House, and I was carrying something that I can not remember as I walked.
The two storage buildings in the yard of The E House were now two screened-in buildings with tables and chairs and lights where they could hang out and eat and drink et cetera, and they were having a good time listening to music and eating and drinking et cetera.
I did not want to be seen or talked to and I did not want to go to the family gathering/party, and so I sneaked along the street to my parents yard without them noticing me to my surprise; but I woke up when I reached my parents yard.