Rodulf

I am in a foreign country, I think Iceland. I know a young woman and she is showing me around. We visit several places and she finally says that she wants to take me to some type of magical place and warns that trolls and spirits may be there. We go to an underground set of rooms, very junky and dilapidated. (Quasi-lucid at this point). As we wander around, I look for any magical event or creature. We are standing at a closed door and as I push it open, I call out to Odin, Thor, Freyr, Tyr and Heimdall. As we are exploring the rooms the woman's little sister is holding my hand, sometimes I carry her. She is very close to me. The scene scrambles and I am walking through restaurants and shops. I seem to know it's time to leave and as I walk out the little sister is in front of me. I want to make certain that she gets home safely, and I bend over to pick her up, she puts her arms around my neck, and I carry her outside, as I speak to her. Outside I find she has turned into a large fuzzy cat, that jumps from my arms and walks away.