I dreamt that my parents and I were traveling by car. I did not know where we were going, but I guessed we were going to Belgium because during the trip, the stop signs changed to another language. We went into an exit on the highway, then had to get in an exit on the exit because the exit would otherwise lead to nowhere. We went straight on at a roundabout, making half of the turn. The roundabout used stops instead of yield signs. The road progessively became narrower. We entered a portion of the road that was paved, no longer like the very black asphalt of the highway, where the road was 1.5 car wide and with no sidewalks. We stopped in front of a woman walking her dog.

I then remember that we arrived back home in the evening. I went up to my room and noticed the ceiling was completely covered in dark gray dust, with some sort of gray smoke coming out of it that kept floating around near the ceiling. I felt in my breath that the air in the room was also full of dust and quickly opened the door of my bedroom again. I went downstairs to ask my mom for a brush to try to get rid of that dust, and she gave me a very wet sponge.

I went upstairs with the sponge, spilling out at least a liter of water on the staircase. I wanted to clean up the mess before mom could see it and get mad. When I tried to start cleaning up by first sorting through stuff on a shelf, I noticed all the gray smoke had disappeared, as well as all the dust. Instead, I found huge amounts of mold that probably found in that dust a very fertile space. I quickly realized the gray smoke was probably spores from that mold and started to panic.