Old men and dogs

Date: 12/19/2024

I was at an older, somewhat cluttered house with some older, darker skinned man at night. He was getting drunk and being jovial. There were two black dogs running around; at least one was a rottweiler of some mix. The man told me that another man who owned the home was on his way. Then an even older man with gray hair and glasses arrived. The second man was very wise and measured but the first man kept getting drunker and sillier. The second old man told me about something that he wanted to show me. I was somewhat eager to leave, but figured it wouldn't hurt to stay a bit longer. The second old man decided he need to take the first man home before he could show me what he wanted to show me. He wheeled the loud man in a wheelchair to an older blue sedan and helped him in. He told me he would be right back and drove off. I was alone outside on the front porch with the dogs. Another animal made a noise nearby and the dogs investigated but it was never found. A neighbor opened her door and it was suddenly daylight. The dogs ran to her and they were familiar. A new, smaller, shaggier, little brown third dog was now present too. The neighbor was older and chubby with fair skin, curly hair and a green shirt. I told the neighbor I was watching the property, which I attempted to identify as belonging to Melissa Foote. But I could not think of Melissa Foote's name before the neighbor interrupted to tell me there were always lots of new people there. She sounded somewhat irritated. Then I woke.