Time travel

Date: 1/31/2025

Having dinner with family at a resort style retirement home. I'm confused because some stuff on the menu has prices and others don't. They say my family donates so much money that most of the menu is complimentary. Then we take some weird elevators to another floor for group pictures. Then me and some long lost cousins are sent on some kind of road trip to find a keepsake. At one point me and a couple of us get out of the car to look around an historic town. I find an elaborate emerald ring on the side of the road and say hey maybe this is it? And I put it on my pinky. It's so gaudy the filigree drapes over three fingers despite only being big enough for my pinky. They laugh it off and I chuck it onto a pile of rubble as we start walking into an antique store through the back entrance. It turns out to be specific to antique doors and we get lost going through all of these old doors and passages. Just as we start feeling like we must have gone through the whole building, a large cloaked figure comes through a door and tells us we're "out of our time" and won't make it back until we find the talisman. We ask what he means by that and he just says, "you'll know" and he points us toward what looks like the front door. I half jokingly say, "How much you wanna bet the car will be coming around just as we walk outside." Sure enough there it was, only I was suddenly alone and only one cousin was in the car and she was about 30 years younger, and instead of pulling around to pick me up she parked and led me back into the antique store which was suddenly just a home, presumably as it was 30 years before. The historic town looked the same from the porch only it was newer and obviously not 'historic' yet. The cousin called me by a different name, one of the other cousins, and said I could sleep in her room that night. At one point during the night she told me to come to the bathroom and we sat on the floor looking at our downstairs in the floor length mirror and she taught me how to pleasure myself. The next day, I went looking for the supposed talisman, and found the emerald ring on the ground, rubble gone. This time it fit one of my fingers perfectly. I walked back to the house and suddenly I was back in one of the weird elevators from the nursing home. The doors opened and my cousins said, "There you are! What were you doing, snooping around?" and I was like, "You have no idea..."