Dream
I had a super vivid dream this morning.
I was in my parent's new house. I went to go down to one of the storage rooms accessed from a door on the outside of the house when I discovered a door that nobody had opened yet. I opened it and and found an unexplored area of that house with a another whole kitchen inside. The place showed signs of great neglect. It was dirty and dingy, but I felt excited by the possibility to cleaning it and having an additional kitchen. I continued to explore the area and found a dining room and a bathroom that was in an even worse state. It was dirty and someone had smashed the glass of the mirror and left it all over the floor. Then I got a little afraid, while starting to imagine what had happened down here to leave is in such disarray and neglect.
Then I had a dream shift where I had told this info to my parents and they where now exploring the mysterious area of the house. The found a bed covered in disarrayed blankets. My mom reached down to move the blankets aside. She was feeling rather keyed up so she jumped a little when she found a very strange looking doll under the covers. It looked like a very realistic scaled-down person. She jumped when the "doll" began to move. It tried to lift itself up on its hands and knees, and acted like it was recovering from having been knocked unconscious. My father was standing with my mother and noticed that the "doll" was missing one hand and one foot, both on the same side.
"That must be awkward," he noted aloud.
Then both of my parents jumped as they heard a TV turn on behind them. They turned around to discover that an entertainment center had appeared there. The TV was showing a newscast and they both got mesmerized by it. In the newscast they were talking about a local hero. Then it went to the clip and it showed me as a kid about to get into a fight with another kid. We were standing very close, glaring at each other with hatred. Then the little doll person my parent had just discovered pressed his way between out legs to interrupt us. He was wearing a prosthesis hand in the clip, which my father noted. They were filled with admiration for the courage of the doll-person who was getting in the way of two much larger and angrier people.
Then there was another dream-shift and my parents were setting in the living room of their new house, both in a stupor. They snapped out of it a moment later and looked very disoriented. They started asking my questions about the little doll person at school and I had no idea what they were talking about. They got upset at my ignorance and started talking about the second kitchen. Again, I had no idea what they were talking about. They were getting really angry. They demanded that I go outside with them and they would show me. We walked outside and they went to the part of the house where the door to the new area had been. They found nothing there.
They began a frantic search for that area of the house. They explored every door outside and every possible area that could have connected to it, but they found nothing.
Then the searching activity instantly spread to the entire neighborhood. Everyone was looking for the hidden room as part of their own house, but they all found nothing. Then it showed everyone in the neighborhood psychically tearing their houses apart, braking down walls, ripping up floorboards, etc. while looking for that hidden set of rooms because everyone felt that it had been some kind of psychic vision of a real place. But they all came up empty handed.
I was in my parent's new house. I went to go down to one of the storage rooms accessed from a door on the outside of the house when I discovered a door that nobody had opened yet. I opened it and and found an unexplored area of that house with a another whole kitchen inside. The place showed signs of great neglect. It was dirty and dingy, but I felt excited by the possibility to cleaning it and having an additional kitchen. I continued to explore the area and found a dining room and a bathroom that was in an even worse state. It was dirty and someone had smashed the glass of the mirror and left it all over the floor. Then I got a little afraid, while starting to imagine what had happened down here to leave is in such disarray and neglect.
Then I had a dream shift where I had told this info to my parents and they where now exploring the mysterious area of the house. The found a bed covered in disarrayed blankets. My mom reached down to move the blankets aside. She was feeling rather keyed up so she jumped a little when she found a very strange looking doll under the covers. It looked like a very realistic scaled-down person. She jumped when the "doll" began to move. It tried to lift itself up on its hands and knees, and acted like it was recovering from having been knocked unconscious. My father was standing with my mother and noticed that the "doll" was missing one hand and one foot, both on the same side.
"That must be awkward," he noted aloud.
Then both of my parents jumped as they heard a TV turn on behind them. They turned around to discover that an entertainment center had appeared there. The TV was showing a newscast and they both got mesmerized by it. In the newscast they were talking about a local hero. Then it went to the clip and it showed me as a kid about to get into a fight with another kid. We were standing very close, glaring at each other with hatred. Then the little doll person my parent had just discovered pressed his way between out legs to interrupt us. He was wearing a prosthesis hand in the clip, which my father noted. They were filled with admiration for the courage of the doll-person who was getting in the way of two much larger and angrier people.
Then there was another dream-shift and my parents were setting in the living room of their new house, both in a stupor. They snapped out of it a moment later and looked very disoriented. They started asking my questions about the little doll person at school and I had no idea what they were talking about. They got upset at my ignorance and started talking about the second kitchen. Again, I had no idea what they were talking about. They were getting really angry. They demanded that I go outside with them and they would show me. We walked outside and they went to the part of the house where the door to the new area had been. They found nothing there.
They began a frantic search for that area of the house. They explored every door outside and every possible area that could have connected to it, but they found nothing.
Then the searching activity instantly spread to the entire neighborhood. Everyone was looking for the hidden room as part of their own house, but they all found nothing. Then it showed everyone in the neighborhood psychically tearing their houses apart, braking down walls, ripping up floorboards, etc. while looking for that hidden set of rooms because everyone felt that it had been some kind of psychic vision of a real place. But they all came up empty handed.