Okay, so I was sort of in a cartoony world. I was under the ocean, like Sponge Bob Square Pants. It was really desolate.
Anyway, I was at a safe distance watching a dragon struggling to get out of a cage. It was a cartoon dragon, and just by the looks of it and somehow in my dream I got this vibe that is was not a nice dragon. So, the dragon breaks free of the cage and swims off.
"Whew," I think to myself, "it didn't see me.", but it did see me, so it turned around and came back to eat me. So, I scrambled to get near the cage, and then somehow I ended up in my grandmothers house. Weird...
Anyway, I was in the family room, when the dragon caught up to me. I scrambled into the kitchen, ran through the dining room and into the living room. It was angry that it didn't catch me. So, I run up the stairs, but I'm stumbling and tripping trying to climb the stairs...
