Part One: It was pitch black outside my house, and I was coming up from the parking lot and had to feel my way along the curb and along the side of the house, up the stairs. When I got inside, there were a bunch of other people there in the living room. It seemed like they were hiding. A car drove up the street and started shining a bright light into the living room, and everyone crouched down so as to not be seen by the light.
Part Two: I was wearing a horrendous 80s bright purple harem pant jumpsuit. People kept staring at me in restaurants, etc. but I thought it was cause I looked like a fashionista.