Idek what to call it tbh

Date: 10/20/2020

With dad Costume shopping Some person, probably nb Put on song We dance through the aisles It's romantic They pick me up during dance, barely missing the top shelves I stop because we're still in store People were recording us Meet up with dad Go next door to other store There's costumes there too, and old pc disc games, plus toys and extra colorful building block parts sold separate from set Some lady is there that dad knows. I don't pay too much attention. She falls and her nose is bleeding, there's people around her trying to help and someone has a towel. We kinda laugh a bit. There's something going on near the entrance of the store and security is involved We look around the store some more. I still can't figure out what I want, I just know I wanna cosplay. They don't have what I want. We all leave Dad takes us to church (even though I'm not Christian). It's at like, a dock. We're in bathing suits fsr. Nb person beckons me to sit in their lap. I shyly but happily do so. Pastor is heated at nb person and I because we're sinning, and also because they're not doing their job, which is to just kinda stand there apparently. Nb person argues back and storms off, and I tell pastor and dad something really clever that I can't remember before leaving to catch up with nb person. I catch up, and they're only slightly surprised I caught up so quickly. It starts to rain. I suddenly have an umbrella. They talk about having to dig up a body from the graveyard for something. I don't like the sound of it, I hate being in graveyards, especially at night. We walk through an alley. Nb person pauses, squints. I turn too look at what they're seeing. There's a person in the distance lit by a street light. Nb person relaxes. It's a friend. They walk faster. I pull back the umbrella and tell them they can go ahead and giggle a bit. They run for it. Other person, in mask, runs right past them and straight to me. I'm confused. They're confused. Masked person is excited. He pulls me into a tight hug, then pull in nb person as well. He (somehow) licks our faces as a greeting. We lick his mask face in response. We pull away. I don't remember the conversation, or if he speaks, or what we talked about. We ended up on a strangers porch while talking. I managed to look over at the dirt in front of the house, and I paused. I ask them "Is that a hand..?" They pause and look as well. Nb person walks over to it, says it's fake. Then they poke it, and immediately back up and almost vomit. Nb person goes back to look again, then sighs. "It's only brake fluid" they say, or something along those lines with a certain car fluid that's tinted red. We sigh in relief as they slide the wooden piece from under the hand. Dramatic music plays. Dream ends.