There was a white building, to be entered by one person each day, alone, to solve a puzzle. The solving of the puzzle involved finding items in the building and putting them together somehow to create some part of a message. It wasn't like a jigsaw puzzle but it was like solving a mystery. The outside of the building looked like a white church but the inside was more like a house but it didn't have much stuff in it. While I was in there I felt like there were demons or little ghosts following me and I felt like I would be doomed or die if I didn't solve the puzzle for the day. Then the next day my mom was in there and I was outside playing on some parallel bars with some kids and other people and I was worried about my mom being in there because of the demons but my mom came out and she was fine. One day a different woman went in to solve the puzzle and she had to go on a conveyor belt through a machine that tattooed her with weird tattoos that were supposed to help solve the mystery. I went in one day and found little vials and I thought I was going to have to drink poison but the vials just had words on them that I had to match up with words on other objects. I began to wonder if the demons were just in my imagination and it was just a game, but I was still a little scared. On several consecutive days I would walk into the building to do the puzzle and there would be a fat woman naked on the toilet and I would be embarrassed and walk away and would be annoyed because only one person is supposed to be in the building and I wanted to do the puzzle but she was already in there wasting time when she should be in there doing the puzzle. In a different dream I went back to my room at my parents' house. It was different. Instead of being one, big, empty room, it was two little rooms connected together with a bunch of my stuff in there. It wasn't a mess, but just looked like I had been doing things in there and then suddenly left for a long time. I think in the first little room I had my own laundry room because I started picking up some of my clothes and putting them into the washer.
I'm in my old house on Almond. But it isn't my house anymore. Ashley and her family live in it now. I stay the night and when we wake up the next morning she tells me that we have to discuss our friendship and the club that we are in. I say ok and she leaves the room. We slept in my old room that I shared with my sister. I know that Ashley is waiting for me, but I take my time slowly getting ready. I notice my old dresser and I decide to look in it. In the bottom drawer is an old black dress that was my Mom's. I immediately grab it and hide it in my duffel bag. I decide to look around the room more in case there is anything else that I want back. I notice that my sister's broken dresser is here too so I quietly start opening drawers and looking for my sister's things. Her things are the most important things.
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