Robo's Dreams

I am on a search and rescue team with my family in the middle of a forest. they are in a lower areas and I am on an elevated part. I climb down a wooden wall-thing, and see a spider in the dead center. I feel a tinge of fear, but I hold on and keep climbing down.

we regroup, and are about to call it a day. I don't want to give up yet, I look inside myself, and feel the presence of someone in a southwesternly direction (assuming I am facing north.) everyone agrees to seach there and then call it a day, we head in that direction.

I am the last to arrive. one member of the group is calling on what seems like a cell phone. the missing person answers and says something like, "Be quiet! the spiders are fighting and it's getting good!" I tell him to count his fingers, he might be dreaming. he says he counts 11, is he dreaming? I tell him not to jump off the cliff, but he might be. try throwing some fire or something. he tries, but if he did, I didn't see it. I tell him to count again, he counts 12. I tell him I want to see this.

When we meet up, he is a bald midget with chubby fingers. I try to count his fingers, but he keeps waving them around in strange ways, and I can't keep focused on them. I tell him he must be lying, but then I start waking up. he shruggs, as if saying, "Tried to tell you" when I am almost awake, my first thought is a friendly, "Oh you little bastard..."