DoctorOfLaw

I was hanging out with some of my friends in a hotel room that wasn't ours. The people who were staying in the room walked out of the bathroom and started yelling at us. They were from India. I pretended like I was asleep while my friends ran out of the room.

My older brother was driving me and two other guys who I had never met before in a vehicle that changed from a small bus into a truck. We pulled up to one of the guys' homes and he got out, then we started making our way to the other guy's home to drop him off.

I was in my garage with my dad and my old dog. My dog was around the corner barking at someone or something outside, he came towards me and I hugged him. He went back around the corner and barked a few more times. I knew that he only had a few barks left before he died, so he came back over and I just held him.