I'm in this house where the owner has some pets. I remember seeing two cats, but there was possibly a dog, and maybe a bird. Me and someone are laying on part of a couch or bed. There are cats here and we are petting them. I'm caressing this black and white cat. I find out that he seems to react positively when I scratch a spot on his side. I turn it around and notice he's got some kind of wound there. It's really superficial, but it had been enough to make spots of his fur go missing. They formed an almost straight line by his side. Oddly, he seemed to enjoy when we scratched around it. Suddenly, the cat seems to be startled. It gets up, which makes me wonder if I was actually hurting it. I try to get it down again, but he's all rigid and seems to be paying attention on something far away. He hisses at whatever it was and runs away. I'm confused.

I don't hang around much longer. I have to go back home. I exit through a hallway and open a wooden door leading someplace indoors. This was some kind of big house in which I couldn't been seen. I knew I had to sneak around in order to survive (not sure if being detected actually meant any harm, but I was really careful with it). I walk down another hallway and open another wooden door, leading into a strange, larger room. This place is like seeing the inside of a really big tower. Several floors tower up above me, all with a common hole in them, which was how I could see up. I knew people from above could see me, and I would have to avoid making noises or being seen, or I'd be in trouble. I look up and see 8-10 cartoon puppets surrounding the top hole. Some of them looked like family members of ine, others looked like clowns and toys. A single one looked like a blond girl which stood out. While all were apparently sleeping (though facing down), the girl seemed partially awake, blinking slowly and moving slightly. Suddenly, she opens her eyes when I'm in plain sight. I'm not sure if she told the others or yelled, but suddenly all of them knew. I had to get out of here fast (I believe a lot of yelling ensued, though it's kinda vague).

In a rush, I ran up stairs and ladders up the floors. I always circled the hole or crossed it. Oddly, I was supposedly to get away from the puppets, yet by going up I was logically going towards them. Yet, at some point they weren't up there anymore, and I had to get up because people coming from below were trying to get me. At some point, there were no stairs or ladders, so I used the stones in the walls and climbed with my hands. I remember vaguely thinking that the indoors climbing must have helped with that. I manage to escape and the dream gets blurry yet again. Now something happened and I either changed my appearance or exchanged bodies with someone else. Now I'm some kid's father. Both the boy and me looked rather cartoonish, with spiky black hair and green clothes. Kinda funny looking, reminding me of the Zack Files children's book series.

I don't remember much about the "father" part, other than it involving me pretending I was him, and possibly more sneaking. Later during this, the body exchange was undone and I suddenly had powers. I was super strong, resistant, fast and nimble. I was also an empath (though the word wasn't used) - I could copy the special powers of others who were near me. So I had this kind of pill carton where translucid (powerless) squishy pills would be. Whenever I was near someone I could transform those into others. I remember, during the next parts, transforming the pills into flame and plasma (?) pills, which would in turn be used as fireballs and plasma balls.

Anyway, now me and other people with powers were attacking/being attacked by a group of baddies. We weren't in a house anymore (though most of it looked like the big house from before) - we were in a luxurious cruise ship. We kept on throwing magic spells, smashing chairs and beating people up for a long time. It's way too vague now, because it was rather repetitive. Unlike my normal fighting dreams, it wasn't really stylish or fun. I felt pressure and was nervous with all of this. I wanted it to end. At some point, something is thrown against a wall, effectively breaking through two rooms and out of the ship, into the sea. I run and jump out along with it.

There are now several little boats in what looks like a crazy fun fair on the sea. They have games and attractions, and the evil guys keep playing them. As we approach, they attack, but only while we're on their boats. I apparently got separated from my friends, as I couldn't use my copy skill. Now I was fighting with them (the goons didn't look out of the ordinary - rather, they were way too ordinary, and would be of any gender or look, though all were adults or old). An old man tries to hit me with his cane. I disarm him and smash the cane against another guys head repeatedly. It breaks off in my hand and he's still standing, unharmed. I start to get worried - all the goons here seem to be immune to harm! What's happening?