Dreamt that the cult’s leader’s plan to bring a Lovecraftian horror into our reality was in its final stages, its final moments. The final piece was a large human sacrifice. Yuko-hime and I convinced the unwitting victims to vacate the apartment complex where they were all living, which would spoil his plan. But Yuko-hime decided to wash all the dishes before we, ourselves, left the building. I grew more and more tense, especially once I noticed that, seeing that we weren’t leaving, the other people started wandering back in.