Thread: Red and white priest and the whispering drawer

Im sneaking around in a house, and I feel afraid and nervous that we will be caught, there is someone with me, I don't actually recall ever seeing their face but I know they are a woman. I come to something like a closet or a wall of small drawers, which now seem vaguely familiar to me. Light gray in color with yellow borders and circular knobs. I begin to pull on one and it opens itself up the rest of the way, it is very small but perfectly square, upon opening I hear a whispering voice saying "it's down the hall" I am not afraid of this whisper I am almost happy to hear it and rush off down the hall to where my companion is, although I am speaking with her I have no memory of ever seeing her again. I tell her what the whisper said and we are about to start looking when we hear something down the stairs. And then a voice calling for us, almost amused and already knowing where we would be. I am very afraid but I feel that I can distract them long enough for my partner to find whatever it is we are looking for. I stand half way on the stairs and a large man in long flowing red robes is standing at the bottom, he seems very round but the shape of his robe is making him look triangular, his head is the smallest part and seems by far to be to small for his body, he has short curly blond hair sticking out from a small square red hat. We exchange words, he seems very smug and behind him is another man almost identical only wearing white, he seems much smaller but I am assuming this is due to the distance. Somehow I know they are priests of some sort, the man in red extends his hand facing up to me, I am reluctant to take it and very afraid but I know I must do it, for the woman upstairs. So I reach forward and he leads me to where the man in white is standing and there is a table, with two chandles, they are a deep blue and resemble water. There is also a present on the table I can not recall the color but it is thin and rectangular, They tell me it is for me. I pick it up, and suddenly I forget that I am scared and focus soley on the joy of recieving a present, ( it is not like the present soothes my fears it is like I have amnesia or am possed or something.) Suddenly I am hesitant and I turn around to question them and they are both standing right behind me, almost creating a wall, the man in red on my right, white on my left. I have to look at them and them down at me and they trying to convince me that it is mine and I should open it. At this point the dream is fuzzy I vaguely remember something about a baby and a room so badly burnt from a fire that it is unrecognizable. I attempt to fix the room one thing at time, and when I release everything needs to be fixed I use some sort of program to fix the whole thing at once, it allowed me customize the room. All I can remember is feeling very happy about the finished product of the room and a navy blue color, and maybe a painted landscape of hills. There is no furniture in the room, but I feel a claim to the room.


So yeah, a lot of imagery, I often have bizzare and somewhat disturbing dreams full of color and vivid images and feelings. Any help with this could be greatly appreciated.