Murder legend house

Date: 11/10/2020

This dream has such lowkey Amittyville horror house vibes lmaoooo I couldn’t tell you why we were here, as I don’t remember that far, but me and my friends were in this house. We likely thought it was vacant and decided to drop there, or maybe we entered with the knowledge of it’s dark secret. It was a gorgeous place- spacious, lots of windows and transparent doors to let the sun in, and beautiful views of the water. The only letdown was it supposedly held the horrifying story of a brutal murder of a family- a wife and either two or three kids. The act was not done just by any random person, but by the husband. That story was always in my mind as I spent my time at the house. It didn’t seem as though my friends were feeling the same way, as they were joking and fooling around as usual. I believe at some point I saw the wife doing her usual chores and disregarding us as if we belonged there and we weren’t a group of estranged teenagers. Either I had a view of the past or she was a residual ghost. Either way it was definitely strange. Making my way through the house, I found myself in the bathroom. I began feeling extremely uneasy and thought “this may be one of the rooms where they were murdered...”. Something in my mind told me it was where the children spent their final moments. And then there it was- the feeling that a malicious, creepy entity was watching. I felt the husband’s presence, and I wanted to leave as fast as I could. I gave subtle hints to my friends, as I didn’t want to scare them, that I wanted to book it. Luckily they had the same idea but it took more convincing for some of the others. The sun was setting as we began to leave. The serene environment combined with the acknowledgment of a tragedy occurring where you were standing made for such a sad, lonely feeling. Of course I didn’t know the motive for the murders but knowing the husband’s energy was spiteful told me it wasn’t just an accident. What made this dream more unsettling was everyone I was with were my friends, and they all looked exactly as they do in real life. If something were to happen, I would witness something happening to my close friends. We all got out unharmed and met more of our friends in a nearby park, but I couldn’t help but think of what could’ve happened if one of them were left at that house.