... I remember this dream when I was really young, where I'd suddenly be standing in the hallway of our house and it was the middle of the night so it was completely silent. I'd walk down the hallway and all the lights were on and the curtains were gone from the windows, which were big vertical windows so you could see out into the darkness on every side. As I'm walking the lights become really bright and I'm cautious about going further because I don't know where anyone is but the lights are leading to the office around the corner from the end of the hallway. So I walk around there and I can here buzzing and when I enter the room all the lights are on as well. We have two computers and they're both turned on with blank screens. Static sound. There's a shelf with filed paperwork, but a lot of it is on the floor like it's been sorted through and then left unfinished. I look up and the wall is covered with big letters in red paint that's dripping onto the floor and onto the paper. I don't remember what it said and I don't know if I ever knew what it said, I just knew I was alone and that room felt really ominous.