There was a wild boar, thin and cartoonish, running around the globe. All of the continents were much smaller and connected, the size of cities rather than their real-world continent counterparts. Anyways, the boar ended up at the southern tip of South America before realizing it should be in Africa. It then questioned aloud to no one in particular why it couldn't just fly back over to Africa like the other birds. In my dream this question made sense, since the boar was recognized as a bird, but a flightless one. Here's where I came into play. Rather than making the boar run all the way north through South, Central and North America, then over to Europe and south to Africa, I decided I'd just grab it and swim it across the small body of water to it's destination. The boar was now a weird crab-like thing. The crab creature sat in an over-sized bowl-like lower shell, with long, jointless-yet-flexible legs sticking through holes in the "bowl". It's regular crab legs supported it in the bowl, and it crawled around in it while also using the longer legs through the "bowl" as support. It looked almost like a Christmas tree stand.
Anyways, the boar was now this crab thing, and I took it by the long flexible legs and jumped into the water. The legs straightened out and I held the creature up out of the water. I waded across the "ocean" towards Africa, and the water only got above my head once I neared the opposing coast. I lifted the crab high above my head and paddled with my other arm. All along the coastline were natural smooth spike jutting skyward. They were close in to one another, making it impossible to get on land. I swam north along the rigid barrier of spikes until a saw a beach further up. As I neared the beach I noticed an opening in the spikes that was even closer, with a small ledge to climb up on. I placed the crab on it and then pulled myself up. Beyond the spiked barrier there was a water park filled with tourists. The crab wandered off into the crowd, and I made my way to the far side of the area, to a row of small shacks, shops, and other buildings. There was a small fluffy puppy there that i played with.
I ended up inside a building, a house. I flicked through a magazine that had previews and articles on different comic books. It looked like Deadpool was good again, so I was excited to go buy an issue and try it out. There was also a preview of an Agent X book, where he went insane and cut his own face and arms off, and disfigured the rest of himself, so he would heal and grow back stronger. I figured I'd buy that as well. When I went out to drive to the comic shop it was dark and there was a light rain. I ended up getting chased by another vehicle and almost getting in a wreck. I never found a comic shop, so I just went back to the house I had been in. I went into the bedroom and laid down. As I slept an invisible ghost started to strangle me. There wasn't much I could do, since it was a ghost, but somehow my struggling and rolling around got it off me and I could breathe again. Though it was invisible, I knew it was now outside the door to the hallway, so I ran and slammed to door shut. The ghost started pressing against it, trying to open the door and get back in. As we struggled over the door I began talking down the the ghost, provoking it. I eventually got the door shut and locked, but then an invisible ghost, whether it was the same one or another I don't know, but a ghost tried opening another door on the other side of the room. I then ran over and struggled over that door. I have no memory of how the dream ended.