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Note: I started a similar entry the day before yesterday but I scrapped it due to typos, this DJ entry is my completed record of the dream I had a few nights ago. It's also the most vivid dream I have had since about a year and I'm excited to post it.

I just want to say I don't have an Uncle Chris, he's a dream character who happened to be in this particular dream. The dream was very lengthy but most of it is fading from my memory now and I can only remember the last few seconds of it where I winded up in Uncle Chris' apartment. I remember wandering through a town which was familiar to me, maybe I visited there often. Though, it seemed like I came back to visit the town after a long absence, there were many buildings, parks, and alley ways. I encountered a masked man wearing one of those full body suits and he stood near what seemed like a garage or house on the street just before Uncle Chris' apartment. The masked man tried to get my attention and asked me a question, I forgot exactly what the question was, but it was something straight forward like "Hey, over there, do you know what time it is?" The masked man in the dream startled me so much and I avoided answering his question and hurried towards the steps that led up to Uncle Chris's apartment, which was directly to the left of the masked man. The apartment itself was navy blue with horizontal wooden panels and the windows and staircase was lined with white wood. There were roughly 18 steps, 8 which went straight forward and 10 that led directly left along the side of the apartment to the Uncle Chris's door. As soon as I opened the door there was the immediate smell as if someone had went number two in the tiny apartment. It was the smell that brought up a memory to my dreamself that I had visited this apartment before, at least 9 years before, where I was kid playing there and Uncle Chris was babysitting. The memory was really nice and I felt safe being there, my dreamself felt as if Uncle Chris was somewhat of a protector and someone who I looked up to. The last few moments of the dream before I woke up are so vividly clear to me. I saw two beds one full size and one twin size with pastoral yellow sheets positioned in an L-shape to one another and a wooden white closet to the right with a single white handle. I turned around from looking at the closet and I saw a figure move forward out of a room to the left which I assumed to be a bathroom. It was Uncle Chris. He had a big black lumberjack beard and a big grin on his face. I knew he was happy to see me, like when seeing a family member you haven't seen in a long time, it felt like in this dream timeline, it's been 9 years since we last saw each other and with the realization of that sense of time in the dream, I awoke just as quickly as I had realized I was dreaming. Before I could say anything to Uncle Chris, I woke up. I wish I had a little more time in the dream just to hear what Uncle Chris had to say, but I knew he was happy to see me. It was almost as if he wanted to say, "You made it!"