I'm in someone's kitchen, and I'm invisible. Not like I'm dead... more like I've got an invisibility cloak. She knows I'm there in the kitchen with her, and she doesn't like being watched. All of a sudden she disappears for a second, then I see her running out of the kitchen while covered head-to-toe in bubble-wrap. She could only take tiny steps as she ran because the bubble-wrap was tight. At first I thought to follow her, but then I said to myself why bother, since the only place she could go would be the living room which was right back to where I was.
When I woke up I had the feeling the person running away, trying to escape, was me.
