22.04.25 - 04:39am

I had been flown out to California with some friends and we were staying in someone's house. The house belonged to a dude in his 30s and his 'friend' (they were definitely gay but they seemed to be trying to keep it a big secret). The was HUGE and a really weird and confusing layout, they had an entire Applebees in their house. It was late at night and I really needed to take a shit but I didn't know where the bathroom was so I was sneaking around and then one of the guys who owned the place walked out of a bathroom (there was literally just a bath in there) and pointed me down the hall to the toilet.

I had major poo anxiety and tried to be really quiet and then I ended up shitting out like 5 dildos??? And I was like "I hope to God these flush or this is going to be so embarrassing." and they did flush and it was fine so I tried to head back to my room but got lost, then I came across my friend Jace who helped me find my room. We bumped into the house guys 'friend' who was super sweet. I asked if it was ok for me to go outside cause I needed a cigarette after my bathroom experience and he was like "No the feral cats will get in and I've set the alarm but if you have the window in your room open i won't know." and I was shocked that he suggested I smoke in his house but was like hmm ok I'll just be really sneaky this one time.

When I got back to my room I opened the window and it was broad daylight outside, it kinda looked like a cartoon holiday resort with palm trees, smoking volcanos in the distance, and a bubble blowing machine on the perfectly mown lawn. I was about to text my boyfriend, Cable, to see if he wanted to come meet me in the morning while I was in California. Then some dude with a satchel appeared on the lawn and and was like "oh hi!" and climbed through my window. He started trying to sell me some kind of pill that helped with drug withdrawal and I had to politely tell him I was jetlagged and needed to sleep and could he please leave. He climbed back out the window, I closed it after him and suddenly it was pitch black outside again.

I was about to head to bed when my cat Khoshekh (who I apparently brought with me to California??) came into my room and was panting and crying. I turned on the light and saw that he had a big gouge in his face. I panicked because I was in America and couldn't afford healthcare so ran to get help. Suddenly, my brother was there and I woke him up and was like "What do I do?? I can't afford a vet in America??" Then we both went upstairs to where my friend Pere's ex, Ben was. I asked for Ben's help and and she was really pathetic about it and did nothing. Some cranky old lady who I assume was somebody's grandma turned up and gave me a first aid kit then told Ben to "Try and act like you care cause some people get really upset about this stuff." (in regard to me worrying about Khoshekh.)

Jace was holding Khoshekh's wound together with a pin while I threaded the stitching needle but the first aid kit only had a really thick blue ribbon and I was panicking like "I can't put this in my cat's face!!" So I still didn't know what to do. Then I turned to Khoskekh and asked him what happened and he spoke to me (which seemed to be perfectly normal) and he was being really cagey about it. I discovered he had been outside and I told him that he was explicitly told NOT to go outside because of the feral cats. I asked if the feral cats had done this to him and he said no, there was a potato peeler on the ground and he rubbed his face up against it (classic idiot cat moment I guess). I asked him why he'd rub his face up against a potato peeler and then I woke up.

14.06.25

My friends Pam, Bethan, and Sophie turn up to my house unnannounced and say that they want to use my bath. I'm slightly annoyed at them turning up without letting me know as I needed to tidy the house but say that it's ok for them to use my bath and hang out. Pam starts being really weird with me and keeps seeming very annoyed and making comments about the state of the house (Dishes out, bits of cat litter on the floor.) while they're running a bath. I say that they turned up unnannounced and I am currently tidying so it will be sorted. Pam still seems pissed off with me so I turn off the taps and tell them if they're going to be ungrateful and take me for granted they can get out. Pam leaves and takes Bethan (who seems very awkward and confused). Sophie hangs back to find out what is going on. I tell her that I don't know what I did to piss Pam off so much.

Me and Sophie go for a walk while we talk about what happened. While walking around the streets we bump into Pam and Bethan. I try to be civil and have a conversation but Pam is still annoyed at me. I feel like I'm about to cry and then suddenly realise this is dumb as hell. I tell Pam "Hey, we're being so stupid right now." Pam agrees and then we're friends again.

02.08.25

I'm in a huge estate house/hotel that's built in the most complex way ever and impossible to navigate. There are, I think, two famillies who know eachother and I am with one the families (don't know if I am part of one of the families or if I just know them) as well as wha seems like HUNDREDS of other visitors. The place seems like some sort of holiday resort or museum style house. I kept getting separated from the group and more and more stressed out that I can't keep everyone together.

The more I get separated, the more strange things keep happening. I start to realise the house is sentient and trying to harm us or is testing us somehow. I was trying so hard to keep everyone together but nobody seemed to care that much and people wouldn't listen to me when I said the house was trying to kill us. After a while I got very upset and overwhelmed, I pushed past the family and some other guests at the house and round the corner into one of the corridors to calm down and breathe. One of the people in our group was my manager, Steph, and she starts calling for me and asking if she can help. I didn't want to speak to Steph yet as I was still very overwhelmed so I went through a couple of rooms to give myself some more time/space but found myself lost at some winding stairs that made me feel SUPER uncomfortable. The stairs had twisted wooden bannisters and seemed generally off? There was also nobody else around these stairs and it was eerily silent.

Then I hear my mother's voice calling from one of the lower floors, it sounds like she needs help and I start heading down the stairs before realising the voice doesn't sound quite right and doesn't respond when I call back. I say "Nah bro, fuck these stairs" and start to head back up. As I go up the stairs they start twisting an warping, trying to throw me off and get me to the lower floors. I hold on tight and call for help and one of the younger lads from the group turns up and manages to help get me off the stairs so we can run off to find the others.

One of the dads (?) is driving us and we're trying to get back to the house to pick up everyone else and leave but he is going in completely the wrong direction but it's like the car is driving itself. We pull up and can see the estates cattery/cat rescue place is starting to go up in flames. Everyone is panicking and saying we need to leave but I say no, get out of the car and run towards the cattery. The fire hadn't made it inside the building yet so I start opening the pen doors/gates to let the cats out and into one of the corridors. A cattery worker/vet turns up and starts helping as do the others who were in the car. Eventually the other family people turn up and to help and me and a couple of the others grab fire extinguishers and head out to put out the fire.

Woke up at this point because Khoshekh jumped on to my bed. Felt incredibly uneasy and anxious but was still half asleep (semi-lucid?). Properly fell back asleep quite quickly but did not return to this dream.