Our houses were different and no one went outside. We shared a kitchen with our next door neighbors. Turns out their 9 year old boy was a vampire. No one talked about it though. He could go outside though, so he must have been half vampire. My brother was one too. They were just trying to get by - my bro would feed on me and it was scary. There were much more sinister vampires out there I had to run from or fly by with weapon in hand. Perhaps I was a slayer of some sort. All the while being food for my brother.
Trippy Dream of back and forth. moving around. leaving friends. leaving family. confrontation with my bro's ex-wife. people aren't where they are supposed to be - New Yorkers in Chicago. Me, back to Los Angeles. Then back to Chicago. Then to West Virginia. Told my brother I didn't understand anything happening and that I was suicidal. Miss my friends, miss my life, suicidal. And then I considered it. I wonder what it would be like to kill yourself in the dreamworld. Not a lucid dream