Oh, Another in A transparent lockbox

For the first time in a while, I had a dream about you. It isn’t like the old ones though of sentiment and yearning. This time it was more like I saw you in public while I looked awful and then I found out that your family was part of a deranged and probably incestuous cult that loved partaking in ceremonies of primal dancing and screaming. As far as finding meaning in dreams, I am a touch stumped. I just find it interesting that you made a reappearance as it has been around a year or so since you last appeared in one. Maybe my brain was bored and just started picking faces from a hat to experiment with.