Last night I only remembered a small part of my last dream, which took place at my grandfather’s house.
It was late in the evening and I had went to my grandfather’s house to do something, I just remember talking to him, and we went outside; there one of my uncles, one of my cousins, and my mom joined us in our conversation.
At some point I remember seeing a baby creäture, which I think I recognized as a known animal, but oddly I think that the creäture looked like a small very skinny reptile-like baby humanoid; but I could be wrong, because I remember knowing what it was and I picked it up, but my uncle told me to put it down & so I did.
Then we saw a small medium-sized alligator walking toward us, which I have never seen in my birth town before, and we started to back away from it in shock/surprise.
My uncle grabbed his machete and chopped its head off with one chop, and I asked him & my grandfather had they ever seen an alligator in their neighborhood before; and they said no, and they were surprised as well.
Oddly I do not remember what happened to the baby creäture.
Something weird happened inside my grandfather’s house later in the dream, but all that I remember is an unknown man being inside the house with us and something (plural) was in the house spreading & we could not defeat it (them) so we had to exit the house & someone was going to destroy the house if necessary to stop it (them); maybe it is somehow connected to the baby creäture, I do not know.
There was a panic and I think someone turned on the gas on the oven in the kitchen & the gas on the heaters, and they were going to attempt to blow up the house to kill what ever it(they) was (were) in the house; so it must have been pretty bad.
I remember trying to get everyone safely away from the house, and I was wondering how they (who ever it was going to try to blow up the house) would blow up the house without getting themselves killed; I just remember running with my mom away from the house, as we expected it to blow up.
I think the unknown man and my uncle ran out of the house, I think that my grandfather was already out of the house & my cousin as well, but the house did not blow up; but we could smell the gas.
Then there was a pause as we wondered what to do about what ever (plural) was still in the house, since it had not blown up, and I think we started trying to decide if we should go back inside to fight.
I think that my uncle, the unknown man, and I told my mom, grandfather, and my cousin to go to my parent’s house for their own safety; while the three of us would possibly go back in the house to fight, but then I woke up.
-John Jr 🙂