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.