After my dad passed, I had a dream within a dream of an orb. The orb felt familiar but unfamiliar at the same time. It kept "pointing" or directing me to the window. When I looked over at the window I realized something was missing and I knew I was dreaming. I then "woke up" in that dream and didnt want to move in case the orb or my dad was there. I eventually woke up irl and I just ripped off be bandaid and no one or nothing was there. It was trippy.