I guess this is the section to post this in. This took place a little less than a year ago.
I had a dream.
In the dream I worked dealing with the selling off of the contents of adandoned historic homes and restoring them to be placed back onto the market. But, in the dream I was being called to a house in a place I've never been to, to a house I've never seen. Their was a blonde haired woman that had been chained and shackled. She was entombed deep within the ground with the passageway leading to the room filled in with soil. She was not human as she had been their for several centuries and the house was built on top of it with it's occupants keeping guard over her. She used what strength she had to try and call out to someone who could be easily reached. And so she found me, as I have an interest in old homes and history.
Anyway, that's pretty much what the dream was about. But here's the thing, I saw my fiance the next day and she had mentioned that she had been writing in class and she asked if I would read what she had so far. Everything she had written down was part of the dream I had the past night. About a man who wanted to be an archaeologist (me) but ended up helping with old homes and a woman within the earth, trying to gain his aid. I never told her about the dream even to this day. We had also not been watching or reading anything related that would have influenced our thoughts. How's that for an odd experience?
