I only remember one dream, and I swear I dreamt it all night. I was going through a really old, big house with some people. A murder had been committed there in the 1930's and it had stood empty since. We were wandering around looking at things - it was like the family had just left on vacation or something because all their belongings were still in the house. This house was massive...and every time we went up a floor, we found more rooms. We ended up on the top floor and found out that the guy who had owned the house had some kind of secret, illegal factory on the top floor -- like a sweatshop. Then we came down a floor and there were these old cupboards and I started looking through them and found a bunch of old pottery and nice things...then I looked on the top shelf of one of the cupboards and found a mummified baby, wrapped in a blanket and stored in a little wooden crib. It went on from there but it was more of the same -- wandering and finding things.

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