The story I logged from a chat discussion:
<~TS> Anyways, I had a mysterious dream last night THAT MAKES ABSOLUTELY NO SENSE TO ME
<~TS> And Animus can testify to that.
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<~TS> Anyways.
<~TS> Four characters: me, some dog, a spider, and a three-year-old girl that resembled Bix's sister.
<~TS> Setting: a creek area, with a tall tree sporting several platforms.
<~TS> Apparently, the girl's the bad guy. The dog's the good guy.
<~TS> I'm on the dog's side.
<~TS> And we're trying to protect the spider from the girl.
<~TS> And that's pretty much it.
<~TS> Nah.
<~TS> Then later, I came around to find her...
<~TS> with a large-glass measuring cup like bowl...
<~TS> water in it
<~TS> trying to shove shredded cheese, potato chunks, and meat pieces into it.
<~TS> aka soup
<~TS> So I'm thinking "OMG SHE'S GOT THE SPIDER"
<~TS> Nope, spider wasn't there. She was just trying to make soup.
<~TS> ...
<~TS> without boiling the water.
<~TS> XD
<~TS> The spider was just... gone
<~TS> Anyways, apparently it was all a pretend game, because at the point, I was just kinda hanging out with her, and she wasn't the bad guy, anymore.
<~TS> The dog had all but disappeared...
<~TS> Then... suddenly... the scene reverted.
<~TS> To my living room.
<~TS> She was sitting on the floor, crying, my sister sitting next to her.
<~TS> My older sister standing, holding some towel.
<~TS> (yes, it was long, but it's nearly over)
<~TS> I can hear my mom yelling from another room "Don't touch that spider!"
<~TS> So my sister rolls up the towel, and whacks the mantle. Kills the spider.
<~TS> And my mom's like "I told you not to touch the spider!"
<~TS> And then my sister's like "but it bit her!"
<~TS> (which would explain the girl crying)
<~TS> the end
* ~TS inhales deeply.