Dream Log Entry 137

I went to a coffee shop. Just inside the door, I was surprised to see a group of girls beating up one of their own. They quickly stopped. The beaten girl had black hair and she was looking very gaunt. I remembered her from high school. Another girl from high school, a blonde, asked me for a ride home. She was carrying a plastic bag with a black ant inside. We walked through an old cemetery on the way to my car. I dropped her off and decided to visit my dad. He was cleaning his garage when I pulled up. I pointed out a very big spider. He tried to spray it with poison, but it jumped on his arm, burrowed under the skin, and came back out a few seconds later.