I dreamt of coming home and there were like 20 subhumans in the house. I went to my room and there was an extra bed next to mine where 2 people with down syndrome were having sex. So I want to go in and one subhuman behind me shakes his head. I say that I need to get my stuff, this is my room. I then walk away imitating him shaking his head. I went to another room with 10 beds next to other and laid on one in the center. There was a buffet of some sort with cheap bread and pastries. I was ordered to choose something, but I couldn't decide because it all looked so bad. Then I notice some crepes and as I want to take them I realized that it was some nasty paste made by another downie. I ate it and it was horrible. When I went into the basement I encountered a woman with a snow white head, a bald head and no eyebrows. She was smiling at me mockingly thinking that she was better than me. I went upstairs with her behind me while half naked, feeling like an even bigger subhuman troll. At some point I decided to just book a hotel which gave me great relief. I think it was a metaphor for my subhuman family and booking the hotel was suicide.