Wild (Frozen) Horses
I'm at the house or apartment of a middle aged Hispanic woman, her daughter and son are with us. Her daugter is in her late teens or early twenties, soft spoken and very mature. Her son is only a few years old and doesn't speak or leave his mother's arms. The residence is old, from the Victorian era or slightly afterward. The woodwork is covered in so many layers of blobby paint that the details have begun to be obscured. The floors in several rooms are blanketed in dingy linoleum tiles. All the rooms are the wrong size and shape for modern comfort, put together in a random order. terrier_girl is with me and little V as well.
The woman is telling me that the place is haunted or cursed through the translation of her daughter. She desribes the last episode and the "horsesicles" that appeared. Apparently by "horsesicles" the woman means there are full sized frozen horse carcases hanging from the trees outside. She's afraid to go to the window and move the curtain to show me exactly where. There seems to be come confusion as to whether the horse corpses were also inside the house, but we sort that out, only outside. I feel I'm not getting the best information due to the translation and some cultural differences.
Terrier, V and I are invited to dinner. Just as dinner is being served I step out of the room for a moment. There is the sensation of cold and then I get dizzy. I close my eyes for a moment and slump against the door frame, and when I open them all the furniture is gone. Everything and everyone is gone. The house is empty. I decide that Terrier and V need to leave the house along with the family I'm here to help. I close my eyes again and will myself clear headed. When I open them again everything is back and I hear th sounds of a meal from the kitchen. I go back to tell everyone to pack up something startles me from a doorway next to where I enter the kitchen. I turn to look and see nothing. I look back and everyone is gone again. I sigh. I am a little scared, and I'm not sure exactly how to deal with this problem, but I know that I have to try. I turn around to put myself back in the correct frame of reality again and the table and chairs are there, and in one chair is a form covered with a sheet. I begin to realize that things are going to get unpleasant quickly.
That's when I wake up.
Thankfully I can see the strings leading back to where this dream came from. It was unsettling and I'm comforted knowing my brain was just processing my day, not using these images to tell me something more obscure or fundamental.
The woman is telling me that the place is haunted or cursed through the translation of her daughter. She desribes the last episode and the "horsesicles" that appeared. Apparently by "horsesicles" the woman means there are full sized frozen horse carcases hanging from the trees outside. She's afraid to go to the window and move the curtain to show me exactly where. There seems to be come confusion as to whether the horse corpses were also inside the house, but we sort that out, only outside. I feel I'm not getting the best information due to the translation and some cultural differences.
Terrier, V and I are invited to dinner. Just as dinner is being served I step out of the room for a moment. There is the sensation of cold and then I get dizzy. I close my eyes for a moment and slump against the door frame, and when I open them all the furniture is gone. Everything and everyone is gone. The house is empty. I decide that Terrier and V need to leave the house along with the family I'm here to help. I close my eyes again and will myself clear headed. When I open them again everything is back and I hear th sounds of a meal from the kitchen. I go back to tell everyone to pack up something startles me from a doorway next to where I enter the kitchen. I turn to look and see nothing. I look back and everyone is gone again. I sigh. I am a little scared, and I'm not sure exactly how to deal with this problem, but I know that I have to try. I turn around to put myself back in the correct frame of reality again and the table and chairs are there, and in one chair is a form covered with a sheet. I begin to realize that things are going to get unpleasant quickly.
That's when I wake up.
Thankfully I can see the strings leading back to where this dream came from. It was unsettling and I'm comforted knowing my brain was just processing my day, not using these images to tell me something more obscure or fundamental.