I had a really weird dream last night and I remember it in pretty good detail, so I thought you might like to know about it.

This dream started with me finding out I was royalty in some way. My palace, which I now had access to was, the top floor of some huge building. So, me and V go to this building to the top floor and the door recognizes me and opens. Through this door, it looks like a huge outdoor pool area and it’s all huge and open.

So we are confused. I *THINK* "damn, it’d be nice if there were an actual house here". Then a huge house falls into the pool from the sky, floats back up to the top, and settles. We go in to explore and the door closes behind us.

As we are exploring this house, weird things happen. Lights are weird, I see other people in mirrors and through doors doing the same thing that we are doing.

At some point, I decide that i need to go out for groceries amidst this craziness. This is really cool because in this dream I actually have rocket boots like Ironman, but none of the rest of the suit.

As I leave the house, flying to the supermarket (a. why is royalty grocery shopping; b) how am I going to get this crap home??) I realize that the house/property/palace is trying to kill me. It’s literally launching some kind of exploding thing at me. With this realization, I go back to the house. 

We do some more exploring of the house and rooms. Again, lights are weird but this time, I can feel something in the house. Some presence and something sad and angry. I feel like it’s time to leave.

When I try to go out the front door (the same one we came in to) I can’t. It’s immovable. 

I remember passing by a mirror and seeing other people inside. I try to get their attention to talk to them. I couldn’t hear anything they had to say, but we had a really basic conversation in which I learned that they are basically trapped too.

Now, I know that there’s some evil behind this. We go into the living room and start asking “who’s here?” and “why are you doing this?”.

Then I hear the name "Jenny". I don’t know a Jenny.

This is just weird.

Jenny is some little girl that died young and is now lonely and wants people to stay with her.
In some way I agreed to the terms that we would stay in the house with her for one full year by entering. I then realized that the people I saw in the mirror were other people that she had trapped in other iterations of her scheme.

At this point, I woke up.