So basically my Papa and Nana lived in some kind of apartment complex near the woods, and I was staying there with my young niece and nephew and one other little kid that I don't actually know irl. It was around 11:30 at night and the kids were being rambunctious and loud and wouldn't go to bed, which sucked for me since we shared a room. Eventually I said something vaguely threatening enough that they all went to bed, which is kind of morally questionable but sure.

Apparently in this world I had a father that was different from my actual father, and this dream father ran some kinda Chuck E. Cheese type place. This guy I didn't know abruptly showed up and told me that he needs to take me somewhere so he could talk to me about some kind of sinister thing involving my father and two older sisters (I actually do have two older sisters irl.) I was kind of suspicious (I remember straight up asking him if he was a pedophile at some point), but since he had evidence that he knew my father I went along.

I don't quite remember how I managed to sneak out, so I'm assuming he led me through some kind of shortcut. He took me to a large wooden building near all the trees, and once inside there were a bunch of other people there who were having some kind of casual celebration. Kinda like the Time Warp scene in Rocky Horror Picture Show except less freakish and more akin to a kid's birthday party.

I asked him to tell me whatever important thing it was that he needed to tell me, and he said he would after cobbler was served. He then proceeded to give people mint chocolate chip ice cream and I was told absolutely nothing for several hours. Eventually it got to 2:30 in the morning and I was getting tired, and I realized that if he wasn't actually going to tell me anything I should probably go back to the apartment before anyone noticed I was gone. I asked him to please tell me later if he actually planned to, and I went back by myself.

I tried not to be noticed going back, but my family had noticed that I was gone and were looking for me. They eventually found me and I had to explain the situation. They weren't upset but they pointed out that I had somehow violated part of the Kenpo code I took during Karate classes, which made me feel ashamed.

That's as much as I can remember, so I guess I never found out what the deal was with my father and sisters.