On the bow of a cruise ship, watching it sail. We crash through some thin docks, apparently to no ones agitation.

We’re disembarking, I guess, because theres a ton of people around and in the halls; it’s hard to get by. I go to the bathroom but I realize I’m barefoot, disgusted I go back to our room to get my sandals.

On my way I realize I forgot the way back. I pass a posh room and turn away from it; we’re surely not in there. I find an elevator with an attendant who I ask for directions. After I finally begin to recognize some of the areas. I get in the elevator along with someone else who I thought I recognized from earlier.

I dreamt of a town built into a mountain. Unspeakable horrors were beneath the mountain, and the town had commissioned droids to fight the horrors and keep them at bay.

I ask the local scientist to explain the physics of the darkness spell. Something went wrong, the droids were overrun, the horror escaped. We had to sneak around helldivers style to avoid enemies, some of whom were automotons from helldivers.

Aliens seem to have invaded. I see crop circles in my backyard, more like tears of the kingdom impressions in the grass. I saw a small little drone flying around. There’s nothing definitive yet, publicly, but I’m conversing with a neighbor who also saw the drone, and saw the same shape. Sort of a twitter-bird shape with the head instead looking like an old-time camera with three lenses. It hovered in place, watching me. It was supremely unsettling.