At home, one of our cats is dying, orange fur, meowing. It’s skinny, and the fur is getting redder. It starts crying and I comfort it.
Driving fast down Sterncrest. I pull up to a house at the far end, go around the driveway, pick up the owner. He starts taking about how he maintains things. I take him to our old house to see how we did it.
Going to my room to get things moved in. It’s down a corridor with shops and stuff. I step up and the door is locked. A guy inside opens it up and I think about moving stuff to the front, but stay here.