I started out down in bottom half of the dairy barn that used to belong to grandmamma. Em (wife) and I were there, and we went to the far side and started to go up the steep stairs to the top half of the barn where the basketball hoop is. After we got upstairs, it seemed to be much bigger than it is in waking life.
As I turned around to talk to Em, the scenery changed, and I was in a barn that was much like the Big Barn that was across the street from Grandmamma's house. We were on some sort of tour. When we first started the tour, we were in a lower level of the barn, and there were lots of cows around. It was very dark in there, and it was either very cloudy out or it was heading into night time.
As we walked through the bottom part of the barn, we saw a lot of cows off to either side. Many of them looked at us as we went by, but they all looked very sick or something. Barns are dirty anyway, but this barn and the cows in it seemed especially dirty. The cows were covered with mud and manure, and they all looked very sad.
Former president Bill Clinton was there, and it turned out that he was the one that owned the place. He was showing us something about how things would get pushed down the main part of the hallway. The things that were getting pushed was stuff like hay, cattle, and jars of grape jelly, which somehow was produced by the cows. The items were starting at the far end of the dark hallway at an open door, and being pushed along by a mechanism in the floor that was pulled by a chain on a set of pulleys. It was just a metal plate about one foot tall and as wide as the ten foot wide hallway that moved things.
Somewhere along the way something happened, and the grape jelly jars, which were the size of the #10 cans of fruit you see at Sam's Club, had to go down a foot or so step that was in the middle of the hallway. I didn't want to get caught in the falling jelly, so I turned and started to go the other way.
I guess the jelly was moving faster than I thought, and I just just gotten down the step when suddenly the step seemed much bigger, like maybe three feet high at least. The jelly started falling off the step (but landing correctly!) to continue their journey down the hallway, and because I didn't move fast enough, it started catching me on the back of my right heel.
It caused me to stumble, and the jelly kept falling. It feel on my legs, then my back and arms, and then my head. It wound up crushing me to death.
After this happened, I was able to watch this happen all over again from outside the perspective of my body. I was standing/hovering off to what had been the right of the hallway (when I was facing up stream initially), looking down and back. I watched the huge jelly jars fall and crash on me, and some of them broke, and some of them didn't.
It seems that I wound up seeing it happen yet again, but this time Bill Clinton was the one that got caught under the jelly as it came crashing down.
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