This was a fascinating dream.  There have been many times where I've had many dreams one after another, in a night, but this is the first time I have actually "seen" or at least recalled the connecting events.  That is, of course, assuming the other dreams actually had connecting events.

  This one started out in a house.  It was not a house I'd ever seen in real life, but, in the dream, it belonged to one of my aunts.

  It was morning, and I was going to eat breakfast.  The large kitchen was open on one end, and it lead into the living room.  Along one wall of the living room, just around the corner of the kitchen, was some kitchen cabinets, and I think even a sink.  About four feet out from that was a kitchen island.  Further out from that was the living room furniture.

  I was between the island and the cabinets, and I was going to makes some cold cereal.  It seems that I did, and was squatting down on the floor to eat it.

  Soon, my aunt, who was different in the dream, came down the stairs and was also going to have some cold cereal.

  I was eating a cereal of just flakes because there was not much Raisin Bran left.  She poured the remainder of the Raisin Bran into a bowl, then decided to give me half.  She poured half into my hand, and she was holding the other half in her own hand.  She then decided to go ahead and give all of it to me, and dumped the rest into my bowl.

  She walked towards a door located in the living area, but near the kitchen.  The door leads out, into a garage, then to the outside.  This aspect of the house is basically like her real-life house.

 I stood up to see, and the time of day was suddenly evening and almost dark.  My grandmother (mother's side and only one still alive in real life) was sitting on the couch, and my mother was standing near the door with about two other female relatives whom I did not recognize.

  They all were going somewhere, and I then became aware that they wanted me to go with them.  Suddenly they were asking me to go, though it felt more like they were trying to convince me to go, as if they were going to lead me to a pleasant surprise.

  I went with them.  A second aunt was outside, and there were two cars.  My mother drove one car (white or maybe silver) with myself and I think two other female relatives as passengers, though I do not recall who they were exactly.  It seemed like one of them might have been one of the aunts while the other might have been my grandmother.

  It was now dark, and we actually drove into another house's back yard, pulling right up to the back left corner.  In weird fluid motion, everyone else seemed to get out of the car and over the fence out the right side of the car, while I sort of phased through the left side, then just somehow went over the fence.

  The area was four back yards together, but separated by regular chain-link fence, the fences intersecting like a plus sign.

  In the yard, caddie-corner to the car, were four people in the yard.  There was a man and a woman standing up.  Another person, possibly male, was sitting in a chair to my right, against one fence.  To my left was a young female, about 7 or 8 years old, sitting on a stool, against the perpendicular fence.

  I was looking at her as I was exiting the car, and she was turned half around and staring at me.  I was moving towards her, and I felt that my mother and relatives were directing me towards her, because she was related to why they brought me.

  All of those four people were dressed in white, and the place was decorated as if there were going to be a small, modest wedding.  The standing woman was holding a bouquet, but I think she and the man were already married.  She was just holding the bouquet to hand it to the bride.

  Both the standing female and the young girl were wearing white dresses and had small yellow and white flowers decorating their hair.  Both females were blonde, and they both had their hair up in some manner.

  The young female lead me down that yard's drive way to that house's side and front yard.  It was now daylight, again, and a lot of people were gathered.

  There was a Theme Stream awards ceremony in the yard (casual dress), and I had apparently won an award in some category.

  Note: Theme Stream used to be a website for writers, but it had to shut down.  Incidentally, they did not give awards.

  Most of the people were gathered near the side of the house, where the presenter stood, but some people were scattered, sitting in the grass.

  I followed the girl, who was now dressed in casual clothes, may have been wearing glasses, and during this trip, I was sort of gaining past experience.  It's as if I was being filled in on events that had occurred between her and I in the past.  I did not know her, so my dream was creating the past events to make the current ones make sense.

  Apparently, Theme Stream had a couple of capabilities that it does not actually have.  Through something cross between chatting and board posting, I had been communicating with this girl.  I don't recall what her screen name was, but it seemed mine had been TOAD, or at least that is what she had taken to calling me, but not in its negative sense.

  In the yard, she was about 6 feet in front of me but turned around to face me.  We were both squatted (as I had spent most of the dream up to this point, even in the car) down on the grass, quite similar to frogs, now that I think about it.  I did not see the connection as I was dreaming.

  She had lead me to a point, turned and squatted, and had recited a couple of lines of one of her poems, then she stood up a little, turned and walked a little ways, turned, squatted again, then recited a couple more lines.  She repeated this about three more times, though I don't know if she actually got through her entire poem.  I wish I could remember the poem, because I remember that it sounded pretty cool.

  She had been presenting it in a sort of performing arts manner, and the whole time I was wonder if she had some kind of crush on me.  I could not tell, because everything she did seemed acted out; for show.  She was only about 7 or 8, but her personality, and my impression of her did not have a distinctive age to it.

  The surroundings changed, and now a lot of people were walking in the direction of where the back yard was, but they were not all the same people.  The yard and house sort of faded away, in a manner sort of like moving behind me.  It was in some ways like a movie set being wheeled away as I moved into this new part of the dream.

  The driveway was now a dirt drive leading to the entrance end on a long, metal, perpendicularly positioned building.  The road and building end formed a corner, to give you a better idea.

  Some people seemed to be taking arts and crafts projects in, while other people were in modest costumes.  I came upon the back of a red pick up truck with its tail gate down.

  While the location remained, as important events took place where it was, the actual truck itself seemed to no longer be there.

  A midget, or dwarf, if you prefer, was in a costume.  It was the actual actor dressed up in the actual costume of a TV character, that does not actually exist in real life.

  My best description of the creature is that it was short and a little wide in body and head, wore a white T-shirt with some fading words and design, the creature had a blue face, and it was something you'd mostly likely see in a fantasy movie.  I think it was male, but my dream-self was not sure if the actor was a male are female.  The fake voice was such that I could not be sure of the gender, but if it was a female, I thought it was cute and wondered what she looked like.

  Anyway, this person was a little bummed out because it could not take all of its homemade walking canes into the building.  I call them walking canes, but they were far too decorative, and actually seemed more like scepters, to be honest.

  I don't recall my words, but I was trying to cheer the person up as he or she was setting chosen scepters up on a cement platform.

Things are moving along quicker as other people are about to leave together in vehicles, and things outside are wrapping up.  I walk ahead and get into a sort of van through its side door.  The van has only the two front seats, and there are two people laying in the back (they are not together).

  I get in and one male of little consequence is lounging/laying at my left with his head at the back.  To my right there is a female on her stomach, and up on her elbows, with her head towards the front.  For all intents and purposes, as far as the dream goes, despite differences, she is Sarah McLachlan.

  I have a small blue piece of paper in both hands, and it has something written on it.  I don't recall if it is a poem or what, but I asked Sarah if she knew about whomever the writing was related to.  I have no idea what any exact dialogue was, but my vague impression was that she knew of the person, and felt that they were already at our destination.

  I also asked her if she knew if the dwarf was a male or female.  She did not know, but I later discovered it was a guy from India.

  The transition phase here was very quick and unclear, but through the end doorway of that building lead to what appeared to be a long house.

  When things were first clear, I was in a white bedroom.  There were two open doors opposite each other, and on the other end of the room was a bed with a window at it's foot.  The path of the door ways ran parallel to the direction of the bed.

  The white bed had a thin railed, black frame with same such posts going up to a frame for a canopy.  I don't know if it actually had a canopy.  The window had some white lace curtains, but not an excessively effeminate lace, if that makes any sense.  I never had a direct view out the window, but I could tell that the sun was shining brightly outside; a stereotypically lovely day.  While the room was all white, it was not all pure white.  It was more of a white color scheme.  Also, for the moment, the bed is empty.

  Through the door towards the building's entrance I can see what is supposed to be a large living room, that looks more like a big waiting room/hotel lounge.

  I walk through the opposite door, and I'm then in a smaller, more realistic living room.  This room looks worn, might be faded white and some pale blue, but the color of this room did not stand out as important to my dream self.

  The door path lead behind a parallel couch otherwise centered in the room's living area, and in front of the couch was a TV.  Behind the couch was two doorways, one of which was the bathroom.  The bathroom's doorway path went along the side of the room, crossing the pathway to the bedroom, and lead through a hallway, assumingly to another bedroom, but I whatever was down there was not important.

  At first, there was a Hispanic, or possibly even Mexican, family in that living room.  There was the father sitting on the left end of the couch with his right arm up along the back of it.

  I did not really get a look at everyone else, but there were about 7 or 8 other of his family in the room.  Some were kids on the floor, and others were standing and leaning against the left hand wall.  1 or 2 others might have been on the couch with the father.  All were watching TV.

  On the right end of the room, there was another area that was empty of furniture.  This are was confusing, as it seemed to, at times, be a room unto itself.  At those times, it had a window on its right side.  There may have been some people in there at this point.

  I walked back through the bedroom to the lounge area.  Part of this area and had some display racks set up.  It seemed vaguely like a cross between a county art fair and an airport gift shop.  That small area was behind a very large, very cushioned sofa.  The rest of the large room had one or two other similar sofas, and some very cushioned armchairs.  The whole room seemed lit by a red-tinted light.

  I don't recall what occurred between me and one other person at the display racks, but there was talk about this supernatural being who was trying to take over.  They called the being something, and I do not recall exactly what, but I think it might have been "The One Without Need".  I know it was "The One Without".. something, and need does not seem quite right, but it was the only thing that came to mind as a possibility.  (I tried to remember very shortly after waking up.)

  This was an evil being.  He was tall and thin with elongated features, and he was always smiling and happy about taking over.  He looked like a cartoon, as far as his over all body shape and form is concerned.  He also dressed like some kind of super-villain might, though not in a serious sense.

  I'm not sure exactly how he takes anything over, apart from that he first enters our dimension anywhere.  He just moves around, and it's almost as if his mere presence can change people's mentality.  It's not quite like that, though.  Very confusing.

  The way you can see that he has taken over is that the area is a very, very dark red.  Also, the visual of it is also cartoon-like.  The edge of the evilness is rimmed with sparkling lights, and it moves across like a wave.

  Somehow, I manage to change back some of the area he took over, but he kind of pranced around to sit on the couch.  He just sat there, smiling and the wave of evil slowly moved toward the back of the room.  All of the front of the room was taken over, meaning all the people were, for all intents and purposes, damned.

  The concepts of heaven and hell, and such things religious, were not really brought forth in this dream, but there was still that general sense of good and evil.

  I walked back into the white bedroom.  I was going to try to keep the other people, and area in general, from being taken over.  I was going to make it so that it could not be taken over.  Like it was protected.

  I went through to the other living room, and in there, and other areas, and other rooms connected, there were a lot of people.

  The weird thing, though, is that it was as if each area represented some part of the world, because each area had groups of races of people.

  That living room did not have just Hispanic or Mexican people, now.  I did not notice any race distinctively apart from one Japanese man sitting on the couch watching the TV.  None of these people seemed to be of any distinct emotion.  Everyone seemed to be at a state similar to emotional neutrality.

  Back when I had first started to leave the lounge area, I had begun to feel powerful, but not in the physical strength way.  It was as if I had become some "transcendent" being.  I also hovered a couple of inches off the floor, so I did not have to walk.

  None of the people noticed me walking around, but I would wave my hand across them as a group (the illusion of across based on depth perception), and they would either fall asleep where they are, or they would start getting into position to sleep.  Them being asleep would protect them from being taken over by evil.

  I went back into the bedroom, where now there was a married couple laying, clothed, on top of the covers.  While it was dark outside in all the other rooms, it was still daylight through that window.  I had the feeling that their side of the room was not in need of protection.  Their happiness with their life and each other protected them.

  The female was on the other side of her husband, so I could not see much of her, and at one point I thought I saw them playing with a small baby.

  The female rolled onto her back, and in doing so, I noticed she was wearing rather high-cut jean short and a tank top that showed her midriff.  I think she was barefoot, and she had short blonde hair.  She looked pretty attractive, so I decided to try to get a better look.

  I began to move towards them to go around the foot of the bed to her side.  I got almost to the bed, then I was awakened by someone, to my dismay.