Many dreams in one night… many about rescuing animals.

Around Midnight: I don’t remember this dream very well, but I do know that I rushed into my parent’s kitchen in tears. They were already stressed about something, so the fact that I was crying kind of annoyed them because I don’t think it was over anything too significant. Around 8:00am: I was in this hotel, in a really large room with two beds. It was dark green and lush. However, I found out I was in the wrong room. I scared this young blonde women when she saw me in her family’s room. I was looking through her things because I needed something, and I didn’t realize it wasn’t my room until it was too late (I think I was looking for vaseline, haha). After I left the room, I went outside. I was in Delaware, by Rehoboth Beach and the Boardwalk. I was there with a few friends and my family. We found a spot by the water. I was kind of disgusted by the boardwalk, the trash, and the loud people, but I still love the beach so I was happy. However, the tide was REALLY coming in, and these HUGE whales and seals were coming very close. They were jumping everywhere. People were so eager to take pictures of them, it was crazy and kind of scary because ocean life doesn’t act like that. Later, on my own, I saw a crowd on the beach and decided to check it out. They were surrounding a beached whale. I was really upset about this because I care a lot about marine life, and whales have been beaching due to windmills being placed in oceans. Reporters were taking pictures, and I basically screamed at them for not calling the local marine institute. Night was falling, and I was in tears trying to get ahold of the institute. My phone wasn’t working, and the whale was dying. I could see it heaving. Finally, I got ahold of someone from the institute. I woke up before I could learn if the whale was safe, but the institute thanked me. Around 8:15am: I was inside of this strange mansion, but somehow I knew we were putting on a play even though we weren’t on a stage. However, as the night went on, it became apparent that I wasn’t actually in a play. The mansion was very dark and academia like. I was “playing” the maid of the owner of the mansion, who I was suspicious of being a vampire. A few of my friends were visiting and were also creeped out by the owner. At some point, while cleaning, I found my cats locked in a room. I was afraid the vampire was planning to eat them, so I was trying to plan a way to save them.