The dream started with me and my friend walking through this huge multi-roomed mansion. My buddy was reluctant to stray from the group we were with, but I wanted to explore. We went down a flight of stairs with a door on the landing. I opened the door and went through. On the other side was a bunch of bedrooms. I instantly knew, somehow, that I wasn’t supposed to be here. A bunch of Indian (not native american) people started to poke their heads out of the rooms and give me strange looks. Not wanting to disturb them, I turned and left with my buddy. We returned to our group that we had left. I was disappointed I wasn’t able to explore further. Our group leader was quite upset with us, since we didn’t tell anyone where we were going. In the second part of the dream, I was with two other people I didn’t know. We all had light sabers and were fighting this Rancor type creature. We ran into a building with sliding garage door and shut ourselves inside to try and hide form the thing. My two partners were giggling like mad and I tried to shush them. The rancor smashed the back door in and came after me. I cut it’s arm off.
