I wish I could go into more detail about the spider god that controlled our actions. My cousins and I, terrified out of our minds. There was a hilarious part to the whole thing, though. See, throughout the entire narrative this spider would speak to us and eventually he/she/it floated in the sky, filling the whole thing with its floating black body. It ordered us to move a certain way or play a game of some sort for its own entertainment. But it wasn't until the very end of the dream, the terrifying climax that usually would wake you up, that the spider-beetle-whatever creature became normal-sized again, at which point we, my cousins and I, flocked, screaming and hollering about under the overcast ceiling, because we found out the creature had wings as it moved about erratically like an insect does. That was the moment that woke me up.

Later, I lost more detail. I only remember separating. It must've been a bus because we were standing, Marie, her daughter, her slightly older granddaughter, and me. When it got to our stop, I stepped aside and motioned for Jasmine, Marie's daughter, to get off. She didn't, just looked at me worried and rejected. I can't remember if Marie said anything, but it was our stop, so she got off with Dominique, her granddaughter, and I, and Jasmine stayed, having been in trouble for god knows what. Marie can be very strict, even irrationally so, I think at times. I never looked back at the bus, just walked with my two family members into this large, congested brown complex of bedrooms; as we went forward Marie turned right and Dominique and I continued to the left to go to our own room. Marie's footsteps pound out of frustration and perhaps shame for something her daughter did, and she is gone through the automatic sliding doors.