very disjointed. there was some sort of lackey to some kind of serial killer that had been resurrected from the dead or something. he'd kidnapped us in this car that nothing could stop. it could drive right over water if it had to. there were other resurrected killers that wanted to use us in experiments, but they were all very subservient to whoever the main one was. i never saw that one in my dream. sometimes we were cats. the killers were melty. there was also a large oven. i remember i kept trying to arrange pots and pans and things in this oven to make them neat and fit right. we had to pass the time while we were being held prisoner in this room.

at one point, i was sitting in the other room with these killers. they were watching tv. waiting for the big thing. drag queens that were also basketball players (but not rodman, we specifically talked about how it wasn't rodman in my dream) were on the tv. i said one of them was nice to look at. the resurrected killers laughed. some extremely fat lady that was really a man and wearing some sort of red pleather outfit kidnapped the other people that were with me. they were cats at the time, though. then while she ran away, the killers started looking for the other people. after they realized they were gone, they started shaking me and asking me where. i told them a man that was dressed as a woman in red pleather took them.

i think the lackey of the killers fell in love with me and didn't want me to die, but i was going to have to die anyway.