Message #17345

[Jitendra Hydonus]

I had quite a long dream about my father last nite. He had come over to our house where i lived as a child. For some reason we had to lock him up in the basement. I do not remember why. The authorities would be coming in the morning. It was a duplex house. My mother was sleeping in one of the rooms upstairs. The house was a duplex and my grand parents lived on the adjacent side. I went next door to discuss the situation while my mother was sleeping and my father was in the basement.

I told my grand parents i thought my father could escape by getting on a chair breaking the window with cloth against it, to soften the noise, and crawl out. My grandfather said that he was much larger then me and would not be able to crawl out of those windows. He also told me that the weather vane was loose on the top of the house and when he reached for it, it came down to the ground. He was explaining how this was dangerous because it could have hit someone. At this point my grandmother appeared to be listening carefully. The garage door opened and father was taking one of our vehicles and 'escaping'. The van he took was very colorful - brown and yellow. Somewhat like the darker arrangements you would see on an army vehicle. However these were not for camouflage.

At that point my grandparents went to my Mother's side of the duplex to wake her and give her, what appeared to be light food and tell her that father had escaped with her van.