I worked in a restaurant with my… uncle? Friend? Uncle-like character? In this dream I am a boy. I am not Jules. I am a character. The details are fuzzy. The rest of my family is eating dinner. There are many floors to the restaurant and the waiters are mean and it’s a floor is lava situation where patrons are not allowed to walk on the floor. They have to pull themselves around on monkey bars and use little feet placement zones on carts. It’s a tight squeeze and the only way to get from floor to floor is a central spiral staircase.

Now we’re in the kitchen. This uncle character is no nonsense and will cook most animals that make it into his kitchen. Deer is easiest but other live exotic animals will sometimes make it and he will try to kill and cook them.

Fast forward – I leave the kitchen, I’m out on the streets of New York when I hear there is a lion on the loose. I open a tracker on my phone and realize the lion is only a few blocks away so I run into a convenience store. Turns out the lion is hunting me so it follows me in. This lion is dressed up like Zorro and walks on two hind legs, is wearing all black, has a black mask and hat and outfit, and is carrying a whip. I run into the bathroom which ends up being a giant bathroom which then transforms into a massive locker room. I realize my uncle is going to come and try and help me because he knows how to fight lions. I twist and turn my way into some stall deep in the labyrinth of this bathroom and the dream ends with the Zorro lion finding me and lashing his whip at me under the stall. Presumably he kills me because I wake up at this moment, my heart is pounding, and I am terrified.