Sunday, February 2, 2014

2nd Feb 2014, Late Morning.

I saw myself at my parents' new house. I went to bathroom to take a shower. I was at the wash basin looking at my face in the mirror when I think I saw something weird while entering. I turned around and saw a plant bed made of bricks and having small saplings in it. I was taken aback and wondered could this be because these plants need moist climate? But then the bathroom will have so much use of soap and detergent that these plants might be affected by their chemicals. I asked my parents and my sister such questions and next day I saw that only 1/4th of the plant bed was there, reduced w.r.t. the width.

We were looking for some guy in an old building late at night. There was no light inside or in the vicinity of that house. Vegetation was overgrowing on and around that house and there was an old road on which we stood. I think we had just come out of that house, climbing down those stairs, in almost dark, switching off our torches when we could see the foot of the stairs. None of us realized from where he came but this man looked lost, anxious and asked us for some directions. He then sat in a BMW that we didn't notice was standing just beside us. This man who reminded me of Liam Neeson and was wearing his white coat that looked unkempt even in the dark. We saw the BMW zoom out of that old road, take a quick left turn and vanish out of our sights, only for us to realize a couple of minutes later that this man might have come out of the old house upstairs we had been investigating.
We sat for dinner at a similar block of house, outside on a similar old road, but the groundfloor house was inhabited and even had its bush fencing lighted which brightened the old road and my hair a bit. While eating at that table outside on the road, in almost darkness with some lantern type light sources, I felt something touch me and I pulled my leg back, then my chair back, bent down and peered into the dark below the table. It was a small glowing cylindrical thing. I didn't think twice before touching it and then lifting it. Then I saw from the third person's POV that some smaller things started rising while I picked up the bigger one, as if the babies were following their mother, her exact movements, even if it meant they were floating and rising hier in the air. I was about to show these to my friends when I realized... was these one of the many things we were investigating and so was that man in white coat? Did he have these things with him in his briefcase he carried?

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