Dream CCVII

I’d gotten stuck on the roof of my house.  Luckily, a secretary I knew who worked with one of our clients drive up with her kids in her SUV, and I was able to clamber down onto her roof.  I apologized for startling her, and I invited her and her kids to come indoors to warm up (there had been a very heavy snowfall).

She and her son came inside, but her very young 2-year-old daughter got on her scooter-type vehicle and started heading down a very steep hill.  I warned her mother about traffic, but she said her daughter was very careful and aware, and just wanted to go through the drive-thru at the McDonalds at the foot of the hill.  

She came inside the house, and thought she could sense some strange presence there.  I said that I’d recently met with a young woman who had had all kinds of supernatural encounters, and perhaps her influence was still in the house.  

I saw a strange bird--a young chick--wandering over to rest in a pile of leaves.  I couldn’t identify the species; I thought it was a chicken, but it was slender and dark brown.  Almost immediately, the predators in my house--an owl, and my cat--took an interest in this creature, but it seemed more like curiosity rather than predation.  I still kept an eye on the situation and was ready to intercede to stop any violence.

The woman asked if I could feel any presence in the house, and I said that I couldn’t feel anything significant.  We then lay down together (fully clothed) on my mattress. At that moment, hundreds of olive-gray plastic toys rained down on me from above.  They were very small, and seemed to be things like airplanes, space ships, keys, various square shapes...nothing with a pattern, other than the color.  

I asked my friend if she could see them, and she said no, she was unaware of anything changing.  I pointed to a pile of them on the floor but when she rose to look, the pile was gone.