E, M, and G were in a lab working on something. I don't know why I was there. M left the lab without really saying anything. All he did was turn towards us, point, snap his fingers, and leave. G came up to me and asked me to hold out my hand. I did so, and he dropped a dead tarantula in my hand. E told me to get rid of it. She also told me to take part of her old research project down to a different lab. I tossed the dead tarantula in a trash can (probably not a proper way to dispose of something that came from a lab) and asked E what it was. "It's kind of heavy, but I think you handle it. I was researching the effects of this on humans. It only makes people depressed." and then E takes me to another room inside the lab and points at a big rock. No, it was more like a boulder. It had cracks running through it that glowed with a soft blue light. "It wasn't as interesting as I thought it would be." she said. "Shouldn't I be wearing any protective equipment or something? How safe is it for me to even touch this?" I asked. "It's not that big of a deal, you can just grab it." E replies. So then I lifted the boulder out of the lab.
I can't remember the later parts of this dream. I do remember M running around with a fish tank. Full of scissors. That was weird. Then I woke up.