House Hunting, Breakfast and the Garage Network

Em and I went house hunting.  We were scheduled to go this one particular house that was kind of old and had some sort of strangely "country" feel to it because it had a brick floor.

We got there, and it was fairly early in the morning, and despite being scheduled to be there at that time, the family that lived there hadn't gotten ready and left yet.  There was a mother, a father, and at least one child.  They were almost ready, but they were running a bit behind.  When we knocked on the door and they answered and saw it was us, rather than hurry and leave, they decided that they might as well stay since we had seen them already.

We walked in from the direction of the garage, which was kind of close to the kitchen.

Main Floor

We walked past the bathroom and looked in.  It was a good sized bathroom with a tub.  After continuing on towards the kitchen, we noticed that the ceilings were really high, around 12 feet or so.  Along with this, the kitchen was already really big, so it made the place feel huge.

The mother decided to make everyone breakfast, so she got out her stuff to start cooking.  While she was cooking, Em and I were looking around the kitchen.  I noticed that there were two stoves.  There was the one against the wall with the range hood over it that the mother was using, and there was another in the middle of the kitchen that had a removable counter top on top of it.  There was nothing else on or around that second stove, so it felt very out of place.  Also, the second stove was in a second level of the kitchen that was about three or four steps down from the main part of the kitchen.  (that wasn't drawn in the picture due to time constraints)

While we were waiting for breakfast, I saw that there was an opening in the wall behind us along with a doorway.  It went into a very small and over stuff living room.  It was full of a bunch of old furniture and felt like a section or vendor space at an antique store.  There were evidently a couple of family members hanging out in there, too.  I think it was like a set of grand parents or maybe some older (and kind of redneck) siblings of one of the parents.  They were waiting on breakfast with the rest of us, but they were being loud and cranky about having to wait.

At one point I either found out or figured out that the garage was really strange.  I realized that a large chunk of the back wall was open or something, so I went to check it out because, despite this not being our house (yet), we had a bunch of our stuff in there.

I went to the garage and looked inside.  It was lit and fairly bright, and I noticed that the right side of the garage had a large downward slope to it.  I knew that this lead down into a tunnel network where "all of the garages came together."  (I'm not sure if I started to think of this as a condo or apartment or if it was just something odd going on with the houses in a neighborhood.)

Garage Ramps

As I walked downward, I was thinking more and more about how I didn't like this because I didn't want anyone getting into our stuff.  I was starting to panic about how unsafe our stuff was.  I was going to go down and take a look and see just how connected these garages were.

I looped around to the left and went down a second ramp, and as I got to the bottom, I heard voices.  I stepped out into the hallway type of area where all of the garages came together, and there was a group of about three kids there.  They were trying to pretend they were playing, but they kept scowling at me because they knew that I knew what they were up to, which was trying to take a peek into everyone's garages to see if there was anything they wanted.

I tried to act nonchalant like I was just down there for a quick stroll or because I was looking for something, and then I turned and went back up the ramps, at which point the dream ended.

Space Junk: Return to Sender

I was outside and it was a bright day despite all of the cloud cover that was around.  I was in a big suburban area of a big city, which I could see in the near distance in front of me.

Radios and TVs were carrying news about an alien invasion, and everyone was freaking out.  I had the feeling that the aliens were not there to harm anyone, but like many movies, "we" decided to attack before understanding what was really going on.

The military started hurling huge pieces of what can only be described as "junk" into the sky.  Chunks of old abandoned buildings (entire floors, or corner sections that were around 20 feet wide), rusted and crashed cars, and all sorts of other trash that they could find.  I'm not sure exactly what they were using to fire the stuff up into the sky even though they were doing it out in plain sight a couple of hundred feet off to my left.  Sometimes it felt like they were using huge cannons, and other times it felt like huge catapults or trebuchets.

The thing that was really odd about the whole thing was that even though they were firing all this junk up into the sky, they couldn't see what they were firing out.  The aliens were on the other side of the clouds.  It was like the clouds were perfectly opaque, despite the fact that everything was so bright, almost as if it were sunny out.  There were no dark shapes on the other side of the clouds.  There wasn't anything even indicating that they were there.  We just knew they were.

As the military fired things, they would disappear through the clouds like pebbles through the surface of a calm lake.  Nothing was falling back through, yet there seemed to be sounds of the items making contact.  This didn't seem to bother anyone for a while as they kept firing crap through the clouds.

Then, without warning, things turned horrible.  The aliens had been gathering our junk we were hurling at them and, they finally started firing it back.  Whole cars, whole chunks of buildings and everything else came crashing back at us, destroying everything around.  People were running and screaming everywhere, but there were still those of us that could only stand and watch as things unfolded.

Then a hole opened up in a small section of the clouds, and this huge arm came down through and started throwing more junk back at us.  The ironic part is that this arm was made out of the junk we had just sent through the clouds.  As we thought we were bombarding them to blow them out of the sky, they were actually taking the junk and things from it before hurling the rest back.

I remember a big chunk of building landing pretty close by to me and getting another look at that "mechanical" arm right before I woke up.