I dreamt that I was visiting the Jannard family in what looked like my own house, but I knew I must be in California somewhere. First I met his wife and thought she was Lorraine Warren the ghost hunter, and started asking her questions about hauntings, but then realized it wasn't her. Two sons showed up, and introduced themselves, but when they said their names, I couldn't really understand them, so I had to guess from then on. Jim came out later and looked a little Chinesey, and could barely speak English. Then he started to speak foreign along with his sons.

I started to wonder if I was in the right place, and met another Jannard family, or if they were just pretending, but I spent all my money and couldn't do much about it. Later, I was trying to cook and spilled something. Jim, who was fully Asian now, rubbed alcohol in my eyes.