It took place in a big church. I was the bride and I felt perfectly happy and at ease. As I went down the aisle, I noticed that all my relatives, dead and alive, were in the pews, they were all smiling and applauding. My escort was not my father but a rather large ape, dressed in a tux, but I was not uncomfortable at all. The priest was some sort of bishop, but dressed completely in pink. The ceremony proceeded as planned all the time. I felt so happy, then as soon as I said "I do", I turned to my groom and I realized I had no idea who the hell he was. I tried to run but my relatives blocked my way, smiling still. I woke up very disoriented.