My dream is was hard to follow but I’ll do my best to relay it anyway.

In my dream, I’m going to some kind of high school. My name is something like Audrey and I’m a trouble maker with neon yellow hair. I’m friends with a young punk who looks suspiciously like my old friend ______. She’s into “magic.”

We’re sitting outside the school at a small, abandoned open chicken coop or barn or something. Everything is beautifully bright and hazy. There’s a strange golden glow to everything like during an early summer morning. We’re talking about something I did in the dream. I’m a secret super soldier of some sort and I remember doing something like killing but I can’t remember it all.

“I wish this would all just stop,” I say.

She says something and then tell me, “This is a wishing spell. It’ll make your wish come true but you must heal this cat’s wounds and make sure it doesn’t die.”

I look at a cat that mysteriously shows up out of nowhere. It’s missing its right eye and the left eye has a huge hole above it that goes deep into the bone. I start to stitch him up but realize that this is bad because it’s witch craft and I’m not supposed to mess with it. Still, I feel bad for the cat and I continue to stitch him up.

The dream cuts to me walking back to school on a gray cobblestone path that is overgrown with tall dead-ish grass and strange flowers. I notice that there are bugs everywhere. Not just bugs but huge bugs, mostly butterflies. I try to catch one but one of the butterflies is as tall as I am and I can’t get it to stay where it is. All the while, other large (about the size of my hand) butterflies are brushing against my bare legs and almost knocking me over.

Suddenly I’m back at the school which is completely open with no closed in rooms. Although there are halls and separate rooms made out of strange things like abandoned cars. I walk down the main hall to where I’m supposed to be when I’m stopped by the principle, a younger blonde woman who hates me. I can’t remember what she says but she’s angry at me. She always is.

After this there’s something about my (or at least I remember it as mine) entire chest opening up with some sort of metal door that slides open. Although I can’t see inside, the edge of the door is covered in blood and bits of smooshed flesh.

The dream cuts to me in school again. I see the principle coming again and I duck back into one of the “rooms” and use a strange device to change my hair color from neon yellow to brown. I exit the room and for a moment she’s fooled, but then she recognizes the way I dress and she yells at me again.

The dream cuts to the day after. In school again. This time my device also changes my clothes to some kind of weird bastardization of a conservative Victorian outfit. She doesn’t notice me and I hightail it to an abandoned “room” where there are guys I know. We talk for a bit and my chest opens up again. I’m in terrible pain this time and I need to leave but the principle will catch me.

There’s something about the cat again. He’s making a good recovery. The hole above his head is healing really well although he looks terribly deformed.

There’s something else about being abducted by aliens and that’s why my chest opens up and why I’m a super soldier. My dad, a man who I’ve never seen before and I go looking for the spot where we’ve all been abducted. It’s hard for dad but I’m excited.

We follow a gray cobblestone path that turns a copper color when we walk. It takes us to a field with a strange, little house-like building. We go inside. It’s one room with a T shape and even though it’s small and we can see almost every part of it from where we’re standing, it’s very creepy.

I suddenly get a vision of humans and aliens being tied down to gurnies who are being experimented on and tortured inside that little house by both alien and government officials and I realize one of them is someone I know but I can’t tell who.

As it turns out, dad, the man and I all shared the exact vision. I decide to leave. As I’m walking away from the house I hear a scream and run back inside. Dad and the man were startled by another man who was also abducted who decided to check out the house as he climbed through one of the windows. We all laugh.

There’s something about sleeping in a bed in an abandoned house. The ceiling is sagging and water damaged. I look over and see two huge white spiders dangling beside me. I smack them and get up and squish them with a tissue.

There’s more but now it’s gone.