She Had The Power

[There is a very bizarre portion at the beginning of this dream that I am trying to remember, and it really sets the stage for what happens later. There was something about being at a beach, I think, and we knew what the object was that we had gotten from the man.]

I was with Em (wife), and I had just been involved in something where I had found an object of some sort that belonged to a man. I'm not exactly sure in what way it belonged to him, though. By that, I mean it may have been something that he found or possessed, or it may have been something that was part of his body before he died, but it was something that shouldn't have been there in the first place.

Anyway, Em and I were outside in our neighborhood, and we came across this woman. She was short and had dark curly hair that was cut even with her jaw line. She was in her mid forties, and possibly Hispanic. She said that she had something to show us or tell us, and it involved this thing that had belonged to the man I mentioned above. She told us that he was her husband, and she had caused this thing that we now possessed of his to appear in or from his body.

We didn't believe her at first, and she asked that we follow her into a house. I'm not sure if it was her house or our house, but I know that my car and Em's car were parked in the HUGE garage. The garage was big enough to have held at least six cars, but it didn't look like it from the outside. We followed her in and she shut the door. The garage was lit by a single bulb in the middle of the ceiling, and so it was a bit dark in there.

She had Em to follow her over to my car. She told Em to stand at the front of my car, and she went around to the back end of it. After she was in place, she said that they were going to lift the car, so they both bent down, grabbed hold under each bumper, and lifted. Sure enough, the car came about three or four feet off the ground. Em was looking thrilled at this, and she was talking about how light the car felt.

They set the car back down, and they went through a couple of other exercises. The woman picked up the car from the back end, as if it were as light as a broomstick, and swung it around a bit. She then had Em to do the same from the front end of the car. Em managed to almost hit me with the car, and although she apologized, she was giggling quite a bit because of all the fun she was having.

I realized that this woman had strange powers that was was able to transfer to us in close quarters like this if she wanted to. At about the time I realized this, she stopped, put down the car, and had me follow her to a door on the far side of the garage. She opened the door, and it opened to the outside. There was nothing there but flat land that stretched as far as we could see. There were no features on this land. No trees. Not bumps. No buildings. Nothing. It was just completely flat and colorless.

She told us again that she had caused this thing from the man to appear. She was going to show us how she had done it. She seemed very sad, but she wasn't crying or anything. We knew that whatever it was had caused the husband to die, or he was dying anyway, and so she did something that made this object appear or come out of him.

She took a couple of steps outside, and Em and I waited in the garage while we watched her. She had her back to us, and she stopped, pulled off her shirt so that we could see her bare back. I don't think I actually saw it happen except in my mind's eye, but she slowly fell forward, like in a controlled fall, with her arms straight out to either side. As she touched the ground, I'm not exactly sure what happened. It's like parts of the ground heated up, as if it were snow melting, but other parts were moving around, as if it were being dug up. The digging wasn't like it was being done with a shovel. It was more like when you push your hand into a pile of loose damp sand. It just moves out of the way easily, and the surface bulges where your hand is under it.

Another object that was similar to the first one appeared, so we believed her about conjuring the first one from her husband. Another thing also appeared. It was a raw chicken breast. It came out of the ground clean, but it had a rougher texture to it than normal, almost as if it had a bunch of pores on the surface of it.

Even though the woman was still doing her melting/digging thing and didn't move in any way to do this, the chicken breast was tossed over to where we were just inside the garage. Our cat, Nellie Belle, was there, and she came over to the chicken and started sniffing it and nibbling at it. The woman continued what she was doing for a moment, and then the dream was over.