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Walking with my recently dead grandmother and we come across an abandoned run down house full of antiques and valuables. Inside the house I find an old sleeping woman lying on the couch peacefully. She wakes up and starts talking to me. She is hungry and in need of food. She gives me her list for fresh milk, etc but tells me she has no money. I told her that i would pay for it and i would be back with the fresh groceries. As the way out of the house, my grandmother suggests we look through the garage to see what treasures are out there. there are even more valuables worth a fortune. My grandmother and i say to each other (the old woman is still in the house) that she should sell some of her valuables so she would have lots of money.

I was riding on the left side of the back seat with other unknown people in a burgundy car with a dent in the door. It was a pretty day and we pulled over so I could look at this yard. There were several smaller structures by the house. The house wasn't for sale I just wanted to see it because the yard was pretty. we drove into the grass but not horizontally as we were pulling off the road. A passerby would think it was wrecked. I never shut my car door When I got out of the car and walked. The yard was lines with a plain chain link fence. The grass was neatly mowed on the outside and inside of the fence. There were trees to the left of me. They were beautiful. The house was built on the side of a cliff. There were many decks looking into the hills and area below. Big bay windows and a very cozy homey feel. It was a dark color house. The smaller structures were away from the house and they were elaborate storage areas. One was a wash house to do laundry. There were stairs inside the structure going to the room that held the washer and dryer. The stairs were on the right as the man who owned the house started to show me. He was a common short black man short. He had on blue jeans and a plaid shirt. He was friendly and kind, but irritated. The washer house was littered. It had stuff everywhere. Clothes dirt toys dolls papers. The stairs were narrow leading to the washer room and intimidating. The entire building was dim and musty. Not like the yard. It was beautiful outside but ancient inside. Outdated and depressing inside. We went into the house next. It was the same. Cluttered and outdated. The stairs which were in front of me were so narrow and they curved up far. There were dolls littering the stairwell making it difficult to walk up them. The man was leading me but I couldn't breathe. We made it to the area of the stairs that I felt was half way. To the left I was beside the big bay window looking over the land and the valley. We turned a corner on the stairs and came to the kitchen on the left of me. It had an outdated white stove that was banged up. Black iron exposed where it had been dinged. There were toys clothes and dolls everywhere. It was dark in the kitchen. The floor was vinyl and dirty and torn up. There were no windows in the kitchen. I just had to go. I didn't want to intrude on the man anymore. I thanked him and left abruptly. He never even had a chance to acknowledge it.

My husband and I were driving our saturn car into a underground parking garage. There are two semi trucks infront of us parked on the road ans a third seems to be losing control and slides off the road into a buliding. We pass the truck that crashed while slowing down on the off ramp for the garage. We notice a police car parked on the side of the road who saw everything as well. Then a semi truck behind us begins to slide towarda us so my husband puts our car into reverse and tries to move out of the way but the truck that crashed suddenly begins to reverse out of the buliding towarda us. It was slow motion and I was sitting in the passenger seat and the semi begins to crush our car while we are inside. I remember grabbing my husbands hand as the roof caved in.

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