Dreams.

Dream. I arrive at a country house for reconnaissance. The door to the house is slightly ajar, but overgrown with some kind of black mold, creating the illusion of abandonment. I enter. Inside, there are many cats, all in different stages of dying. I realize that this is what the creature hiding in the house has done to them. But some of the cats are still alive, and they can be saved. I make a makeshift bag out of my jacket and gather two large cats and a kitten into it. Further on, I see a slightly open door – that’s where the creature is hiding. It is busy with something: its life processes (?) – eating? reproducing? Something disgusting. I approach the door, but then the door bursts open, and a cub (a clone?) of the creature jumps out – it’s made in a hurry (or rather, she, it’s a girl. What a horror without a little girl?), an ugly face, in short, a parody of a human. I hit her in the face with the door, which I managed to hold back. A terrible scream of the creature is heard – it sensed that its offspring had been harmed. Now they both attack, and I can only retreat. Well, and then, of course, I woke up.