Had a dream likely relating to the Auckland housing crisis, where I was staying the night in a cramped cave system with a friend. I could just make out that a big snake was coiled up near the entrance of our cave, so I felt around in the dark for a rock and threw it accurately at the snake's head so I could sleep in peace (although I had a dreadful feeling that there were worse creatures out there). The dream shifted to town, where apparently I was going to rent out the space I wasn't using there. Made me wonder if homeless people paying rent for their space on the street could become a thing. The dream fucked around with programming code for a while, visually iterating a 2D array in a weird order because it was an efficient way to search or something. Back at the caves, I was about to crawl out past the snake. If it was still alive and I disturbed it, I was hoping it would go for my friend instead of me. Then I was in a bathroom inexplicably installed in the caves, and just beyond the doorway there was a horrifying alien creature on the ground. It looked like a cross between a gooey, crusty insect cocoon and a giant isopod. It was the size and shape of a small melon that had been cut open. It launched itself at my arm and bit me, and I saw that it also resembled a shrunken panther head somewhat. I prised it off with a block of tree bark or something I happened to be holding and started batting it around the bathroom. I decided to chip it into the toilet even though I knew it was too big to flush. I made a gallant effort anyway, but it was just too big to fit through the siphon. I knew it wouldn't matter whether I closed the lid or not. As I started to wake up I laughed, because I knew it would get out and retreat to the the shadows, hiding, waiting for me to return so it could launch another surprise attack, only this time it'd have the added bonus of being marinated in urine.