I was watching TV, supposedly The Simpsons, but was pretty much nothing like it (characters, places, nothing matched). Basically in this episode the mom walks out of the house for literally a few seconds in which case her two children manage to completely engulf and burn down the house. Child protective services took her kids away admist her protests that she didn't even get to the paper before the house was a pile of ash. Kids get adopted by some rich family which sucks because they're super strict and kinda crappy. It's at this point that it goes from watching a show to briefly being the narrator, to one of the adopted kids. I was climbing the stairwell in the house, which lead to some sort of zany physical endurance type game you'd expect to see on American Gladiators or one of those Japanese game shows. The floor was made up of several long, seperate 'planks' that would move up and down in semi-random, unpredictable ways. You had to keep your balance and not fall off. No one even questions or calls me out on levitating when I almost fell. Then cut to later, that evening things get really weird. After a brief moment of narrating again, I'm back in 1st person perspective. Some sinister group has broken into the house and transformed me into a little girl, and my brother into a very stupid looking cartoony bee. They chase us down, trying to surround us and force us to take a specific stairwell that had turned into some twisted looking redemption game where you have to see if you can make it through a series of sharp, whirling blades in one piece. I continued to refuse, even admist several death threats, my ultimate response is to make a really pissed off face. Meanwhile my brother in beeform somehow sets off a comical rube goldberg machine-esque effect that allows us to escape. It's then that my perspective shifts back to watching this on TV. Someone else in the room asks "WTF are we  watching?" Me: "Oh, some Totoro movie"