This takes place further in the future though I am still my own age. The dream opens up to the old red brick hours my grandparents lived in when I was still little. Grandma is still herself doing all the cleaning and stuff she does but probably on her last legs (metaphorically) as she doesn't walk well without support and has makees a terrible gasping noise when she needs to breath sometimes that I worry she'll die right then and there. The house has seen just a little remodeling for the sake of making room but otherwise just like I remember for my childhood. Living with her now though are 2 other little children whom get to play with all my past "treasures". (toys & antique games like Spyro 1 lol) They're cool kids but I get tired of them and try to retreat to my room playing a game only they find me quickly. And I quickly realize the door doesn't actually shut. At some point during this dream though I am upstairs with Marcus (17), my other brother (apparently Joe Jonas lol) and my sister (15 tho I have no sister irl). Marcus comes in jokingly telling her a plan to surround her by six mice, a plan that would apparently get us out of trouble somehow? She shudders at the idea and begins screaming when she sees Joe bring in a box of white mice. Joe drops the box and hops under the bed sheets focusing his psychic power to control the mice to surround her. She flees the room and we're all laughing.
Somehow Joe is instead under the bed and starts screaming "Ow!" followed by some pig squealing. We assume it's our pet pig and though it hurts Joe is trying to coax him out yet getting bitten until he couldn't take it anymore and gets out from under the bed. At the same time our pig runs out squealing in fear followed by a very demonic squeal and the bed flipping over to reveal a floating undead piggy with a body of a rotisserie chicken...and it's floating in a brown detective's coat. We try to fight it eventually destroying the head yet the floating chicken body forms a mouth where its spine begins and starts biting me! It's too strong so opt to run away downstairs with the door closing behind us. The house has three floors (now a fictional instead of Grandma's house) The top floor has 2 bedrooms, a bathroom, and a sort of balcony overlooking down to the first floor interior. Second floor is at "ground leve" has the kitchen and it's own sort of living room. While the first floor is somehow also at ground level, its floors are hardwood. The chicken may be stuck upstairs but over here is a demonic strip of some jelly monstrosity with a watermelon pattern and bulbous jelly eyes. I know this sort of creature has appeared before because on the inside of the pantry door (ugh of all places) is a solidified bar of jelly contain pieces of previous....things. I find another bar, our last one, and start slamming it against the creature which traps it in the bar. I notice its indestructibly as it just breaks into pieces trying to escape. I catch most of it but flimsy shreds elude me and the bar is too full to really catch the rest without fear they'll dig into a small part of my skin or orifices.
I head outside to grab our car because the house just isn't that safe right now. "I" don't notice those two children mentioned earlier following a nemesis of mine whose pretending to be nice and that I've wronged him (he also happens to be a pig xD). Well anyways our car is somewhat of a prototype hover car. It sits within a larger shell which one could easily climb into. Starting up the engines the actual car itself floats just a little bit revealing a sort of "sphere" roting with dots along it at the base glowing yellow. The outer shell boosts the car forward in a gradual way (unlike a slingshot). Flying up and out I try to pass through the leaves of a nearby tree only to realize they built the tree house so low on the branches that the space normally there is too small so I dodge it going past the tree and turning around. Somehow I drove the car actually INSIDE the house to pick everyone up. Things were still going crazy. Mom, Dad, Mia (cousin), Marcus, and grandma were in now but others were not. Remember the interior balcony I mentioned? We picked up my sister who after seeing the mice apparently had cowered in the attic, Joe was trapped upstairs with a paroling demonic chicken so he hid inside a hamper. He jumped out and into the car fast as he could with the chicken in tow. They had to grab his arms as I strafed the hover car away to keep the chicken from jumping in. Somehow it looked sad as we floated away...slowly now that it was hampered by more people than it was supposed to have in it.
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