How odd would you see yourself dreaming of something unusual when everything isn't real yet it look like one? Maybe, I just got myself away from my laptop and went out for the whole day, talking to people instead. The stories kind of mixed up somehow in the process of sleeping and they appeared at strange part of the dream.

All started from the part where the centipedes crawling in my uncle's house. Kind of Ekkk that just happened to like use a stick and poke it, one stick of centipedes. The rest is kind of ridiculous somehow. Surprisingly to see myself "invisible" trying to hide away from the crowd and steal back something rightfully.