The dream is very dark and there is really no lights, but I can see what's in my way anyway, because all around me is glowing. I must be in an abandoned house, or maybe one that I am paranormal investigating, because I am looking for supernatural stuff.
From under one of the beds, there is a small black short haired kitten without a collar and it looks at me in the eyes in love but fear as well. Then, it darts all around the room and comes back to me, like maybe it wants my help.
Whatever the case, it causes me to giggle and laugh at how cute it is. I end up scooping it up off the ground, kissing it's forehead and taking it home. I remember in the name I was calling him Jack.