Model Home

Date: 9/1/2017

I was walking in a city at night. There were no other people, but there were street lights leading up to a model home. For some reason I felt like I had some business going in. When I got to the house it had several long hallways and small rooms. No lights were on in the house, which made it feel pretty dreary. When I kept walking I hit a long metal string hanging from the ceiling. There were ceiling fans with light fixtures hanging all around. Probably at least three in each room. Each ceiling fan had three metal strings, and since I was in a hurry for light, i grabbed all three strings and pulled them at the same time on each fan. No matter how many ceiling fans I turned on around the bathroom, I still couldn't see inside. They would only light a small area around them, and then it was pitch black. Brave enough to peek into the bathroom with no light whatsoever, I look around the corner of the bathroom and see nothing for a few seconds. All of a sudden I hear loud music, and all that I see are what seems like jump cuts of my friend Olivia. It's like something that would be out of a movie. Each time it happened she got closer, the music got louder, and there was a different filter on every vision. Her facial expressions looked angrier each time. I finally woke up. Apparently that had all been a dream. When I wake up I'm in the same model home with my mother, but we both act like we live here. Olivia and my other friend Amelia come in the door. They start having a conversation and I try to tell them the dream about Olivia, but when I do they start having their conversation louder and won't listen.