I am at a very strange freaky house party. Everyone is dressed in demon attire. I'm trying to get out when I bump in to my son's friend Conor. He is just as relieved to see me as I am to see him. He grabs my hand and pushes through the crowd looking for a way out. After a while we give up and find a seat and we are sitting very close to each other.  It feels very natural.  We are still holding hands during this whole time. Then we both lean in to kiss when I woke up