I was really high in a bedroom. I walked out of the bedroom directly into a brightly lit grocery store. I was trying to get from one end of the store to the other,  but I was so high I was struggling. I linked up with my niece Jamie, who was also high. We got caught and put in a holding room. The room was another bedroom, maybe the same one as the original idk. It had softer lighting.  She was freaking out but her friends came to break her out. We went into a fenced-in backyard area at night, and they all jumped the fence to escape. I stayed behind and went back inside to lie on the bed and doze off. I heard me dad's voice talking to me.  Asking me to wake up like I was in a coma. Maybe pleading. I wish I could remember the other things he said because I know he said more.  I woke up crying because he's dead. Even in the dream. This was all still in the dream.  Then I found myself on a bus,  still at night,  with David. We got off at a house and went inside. I can't remember whose house it was,  but they weren't home,  and we found teenagers squatting inside. We asked why they had the fridge open.  They said it was hot in there. We were blown away that they didn't know how to use a thermostat. I went back to a master bedroom to use the bathroom. At some point I found my mom back there just hanging out... David and I went to the backyard for some privacy. It was more like dawn or dusk out now. Dully lit. We sat in an old car, and I tried to tell him about my dream with my dad. His dad is gone,  too, so I guess I thought he would understand.  We made out. A backyard neighbor came out of their house and got into their car.  They drove away and we tailed them.  I don't know why we were following them, but that's about where it all ends.