So I was on the bus. There were other people on the bus.
The bus was moving along.

One of the screens on the bus began changing from what was displayed before.
Its background was white and the text was black.

Some of the text began slowly appearing and it was forming “Chaka Han” on the screen.

I thought to myself “who would be stupid enough to read that out?”. My question was quickly answered.
There was an old lady who began to read it out, so I yelled at her to stop so as to interrupt her.

She was then getting off the bus. The bus swerved and she fell off.

We were shocked.

Very shortly after she got up. I think we were driving at this point (it’s possible that we weren’t), but she got up from where she had fallen off and began walking away, completely fine.

I said something and then everyone on the bus began to applaud me because I saved her. I think. They may have been applauding as I was right. I don’t know.

The next thing that happened was some person and I were entering a church at night.
We went through the heavy, large wooden door entry and switched on the lights at the light switch, which was modern. Something that was sitting on the arch of one of the doorways inside quickly dashed away. It was hard to make it out.

The light revealed a very ornate, large church.
There was a huge black metal door that needed to be lowered in front of the wooden door. Aside from the edges, It looked like chicken wire, but much sturdier.

I was talking to the person about Chaka Khan and saying it couldn’t be allowed to get out, guessing that it was afraid of the light due to it dashing away, therefore leading to us switching on another light.

It was not day outside, but also night.

Then there was another person who showed up.

They lived in the church (I think) but they were not a priest or religious-type.

They seemed annoyed or angry about the risk of Chaka Khan getting out.
I said that it was daytime outside so it didn’t matter.
They said that it didn’t matter if it was day.
Then I asked “what if it tried to get out through the windows?”.
They then said that it wouldn’t.

Then, from the darkness of a long hallway, a creature of a monochromatic white started approaching us.

It was Chaka Khan.

It looked a bit like Shenlong from Chinese Mythology, except it was maybe two metres long and had no legs and did not bend. It had a flowing white fur.

It gradually approached us and it was a combination of stop motion clay and C.G.I.

When it gradually came out of the shadows a disembodied voice was heard saying “CHAKA HAN”.

It flew around us but instead of looking like it was there, it looked like it had been inserted into the scene, not bending whilst flying about.

There was shock.

When it flew low I swung my keys on my key chain into it but they passed through, cutting through in a was that looked bad.

I said something about how it didn’t work.

Then Chaka Khan flew too low.

It hit the ground and then I repeatedly swung my keys into its top area as this was now working.

Then Chaka Khan was dead.

The person that appeared said that Chaka Khan would come back to life.

Then I woke up.