The dream is a bit fuzzy, but I’ll try to remember it as much as I can.

I was with one of my older cousins, one who has kids. He told me he was meeting up with Indrid Cold tonight but he wouldn’t say why. I beg him to take me with him. He does.

The dream cuts to him, his daughter, a little girl I’d never seen before and me outside a tree with a ladder leading up to a tree house he had just finished building a few days earlier. Everything is realistic. It’s night time and we’re moving furniture inside. I remember a really beautiful oval wooden dining table and some chairs he drags up.

We’re all on the ground when we notice something isn’t normal. Somebody is coming and it isn’t Indrid Cold. He tells us to climb up. The little girl goes first, I go second and my cousin comes up last. The tree house is two very small rooms, too small for furniture. I was under the impression it was larger.

We lay down on the floor but for some reason, the tree house keeps swaying and tipping no matter how still we lay.

Something happens that I can’t remember. My cousin goes away, vanishes or goes willingly, I can’t remember. There’s something about a gigantic, muscular bald man in a monk’s kind of robe.

A part of the dream takes place in a lower level of the tree house and everything is like Minecraft. The tree house is made of light wooden planks.

“Kelly!” I hear someone call me. I look at an opening in the tree and tree house that I didn’t notice was there. I see a man looking up at me. It’s Calibos from the original Clash of the Titans but it’s really Indrid Cold. I close up the hole and cry. I’m scared.

I can’t remember if there’s anything else to the dream.

notes: this is one of those dreams that really stuck with me. something i didn't write down is how long "indrid" and i stared at each other before i closed up the hole, and how deathly still and quiet everything was during that staredown except for a droning static noise. i woke up feeling very weird.