This was last night's dream but I forgot to upload it because I was busy. Anyways...

I was sitting in the middle of a nearly-empty parking lot while a car show was going on in the building behind me. A woman ran out of the building to the corner of the parking lot and started bawling, so I went over to ask her what was wrong. She looked at me and her movements were like she was animated via claymation, it looked kind of janky and unnatural. I don't know what she was saying but dream-me managed to calm her down a little.

A pale blue van pulled up beside her and this is when the dream switched to part 2.

This time I was in a pretty nice suburbian house; I knew that I had been adopted by the family that lived there, but idk if I was a cat or a kid, I wasn't able to see myself. I was playing with a ball of yarn (see this is why I thought I might be a cat here) on the dining room floor, the other members of the family weren't around but the TV was playing a few rooms away so I knew they were home.

Suddenly the lights in the house turned red and the TV stopped. It was dead quiet. I poked around the room a little cautiously and found a playing card face down on the floor. When I picked it up I turned it over and there was a picture of a skinned ape head on it. My immediate thought was "Oh god it's in the house". After that I heard a rustling sound behind me growing louder and louder.

Then my alarm woke me up...