A strange little dream involving me living with my father in a mostly empty house. I had taught my father how to play World of Warcraft and he was fully addicted. It left me alone to play Oblivion. For some reason, I decided I wanted to light some incense. It took me a while to find the matches in the almost empty kitchen. I remember thinking that, eventually, we would have to buy stuff to fill it.
I attempted to strike the first match and failed. In fact, I could not get a match to light long enough for me to light the cone of incense. Something would go wrong – it would not light. It would only spark. Or the match would break in half or the match head would fall off. I was getting down to my last match and I was determined to light this incense if it was the last thing I did.
I picked up the last match. The match head was much bigger than normal but I struck it anyway. It flamed brightly and I started to light the incense. Suddenly, the match head fell off the match and landed on the kitchen table. I blew at it to put it out but was startled when it started to move. I realized then that the reason the match head had been so big is because a bug had been caught in it. The bug, still on fire, continued to move. I guessed it was a cricket and with the two legs it had left (one back, one front), it leapt from the kitchen table and hopped towards the kitchen door with a fire trail behind it. As soon as it reached the door, the curtains went up in a whoosh of flames.
It was only then that I realized that I needed to do something or the house would go up in flames. I yelled "Fire!" a couple of times and ran to my father's room. "Where's the fire extinguisher?" He just looked at me in confusion. I ran back to the kitchen, found the extinguisher and put the fire out. When the white fluffy stuff cleared, there was no sign of the fire bug or that there had been any fire there to begin with.