The utter horror and panic this dream caused left me in an emotional state of not being able to tell the difference between reality and fantasy. There was no reason to write it down because I woke up screaming and it was firmly planted in my mind. The location was in my house, the basement specifically. The arrangement of items, ornamentation and furnishing was reality-correct which seems to me unusual as dreams seem to be an exaggeration and a bending of reality. The basement is furnished with knotty pine with a television, couch, chairs and a laundry room off to an adjacent room. I was making my way down the stairs to do the laundry and saw three upright bipedal creatures standing in one corner as if just finishing doing something. They were about 6ft tall and had no hair. Their heads were wrinkled similar to a wrinkled raisin. As I stood there on the steps they looked at me as if I was no threat and seemed thoroughly underwhelmed about my presence and equally unconcerned about their violation of my home. I stood there wild-eyed and screaming as they turned and disappeared into a vortex. I literally woke up screaming as my cat Daisy can attest because she darted off my bed trying to get away from the crazed state of mind I was in.
As an afterthought I will confess that I have occult leanings. If I’ve invited something into my life I’ll take whatever precautions I can to protect myself.
Majestic Virtues 