Dreamed that Daddy, my friend Rick, and some strange dark haired young woman were moving through a series of concrete tunnels underground. The woman and Rick were both wearing long beige raincoats. We came to an area where the floor was covered with mashed pink rats. Looking ahead, there were maybe a dozen live rats waiting for us at an entrance. One was sitting up and grooming itself. It was a fancy long haired rat with a caramel coat. We turned away and continued on. I scraped the rat muck from the bottom of my shoe. Rick was holding my hand. The woman hopped over a pallet covered in a white sheet. I told her Daddy was not going to be able to do that hoppy thing.
