Had the whackiest dream I’ve had in a while. Starts with my sis from San Jose just constantly bringing stuff from her car into the house. I’m getting ready for school when I realize she’s putting her stuff in my room, which I thought meant that she was taking my room from me without even saying anything. Instead of confronting her directly about it, I just throw her shit around and make a mess. This escalates when she sees me and tries to stop me, which leads to us fighting and wrestling, which I manage to win. She goes back to just taking stuff from her car and putting it somewhere in the house and I go back to getting ready for school.

We repeat this process a few more times for different reasons, until I finally decide to just lock myself in my room to avoid dealing with her. This flips a switch in her. As I’m doing my own thing in my room, she starts demanding that I open the door. I ignore her mostly, but for whatever reason, I let her in once. We actually don’t fight, and just do our own thing for a while. As I’m downstairs, something happens in my room and my sister flips another switch. Realizing that something’s very wrong, I run up to my room, wrestle my sister out, and lock myself in again. It’s at this point that I somehow find myself locked in the master bedroom of my parents, with my little brother as well.

My sister is hysterically screaming that we open the door, and we can tell that she gives up and goes away for some time. I ask my little bro if he knows  why she’s gone crazy . He guessed that moving home is the reason, which also has the implication that she broke up with her boyfriend of 5+ years. After this talk, we find that she grabbed the key to the master bedroom (we never use any of these keys, so we just have them all together in like a cabinet or something), and as soon as she unlocks the door, me and my bro fight her. We successfully take the key from her and expel her from the master bedroom and spend some time trying to set up a computer without a desk. We go about this by using chairs and stacking various things inside the room to put the monitor, keyboard, mousepad, etc. on.

I ask my little bro why he’s taking my side, and he instead explains that the reason why she flipped her second switch was that when I was downstairs, she looked on my computer and discovered a bunch of hentai. I mention that it’s my comp, my business, what I have on it doesn’t affect her, he responds that some of the stuff in have is really deviant. I deliberate on how true that was, and we switch topics to just taking about some non-h anime. We notice that she’s up to something again, and peek under the door frame to try to see what’s up. We see her attempting to break her feet in order to bind them in traditional Chinese way, and we poke her with a broom that we grabbed and brought in from a previous fight.

That actually gets her to stop, and we go back to setting up the comp and some time passes. Taking us by surprise, she kindly and reasonably uses her words and offers to pay for me and my little bro’s expenses in an apartment somewhere for the rest of our lives, if we open the door and let her in. I ask if we’d have the freedom to do what we want. She screams no, it’s not economy efficient and that we needed to be controlled. I decline for the both of us, and as she walks away, I consider the security of the balcony door and windows. My little bro preempts me and says that she can obtain the balcony door key. Hearing this, I decide to call the cops. Not directly asking for help, I mention my name and that my sister might be calling soon in an attempt to lie and enlist their help against me and my little bro, and that they shouldn’t pay my sister any attention. I hang up, and as I consider how to fortify the balcony, I wake up.