Idk if I was smaller, or it was really big. As I went deeper my fingers started puncturing the rotted wood, and a voice or thought told me how the tree becomes a fungus and the spiders take interest. I was creeped out.

I was wearing fire boots and walked amongst the bugs at the park and killed them all from the explosive heat from my boots. A guy on the phone with his kid was like, "what happened to the bugs? I was gonna grab my flamethrower." I told him that the next time he wants to burn bugs to death, to be safe.

And a lot of dreams in-between I don't remember