Dream I had 6/5/09

One moment I was awake tap tap tapping away at the keys of my mac, and then I was in a dilapidated old home with old white wood shingles the paint peeling and fading swollen from water damage the inside dark wood floor that must have looked beautiful in its hay day. I was with a group in the house looking for my little nephew. He was lost looking the very image of his father cute with short weasel teeth. I looked and searched but I could not find him. Then in the foyer close to the door I heart the loud giggles. It was empty large fancy even in its condition yet the little boy called me out of it and the journey began. I ran out of the house and saw his mom she is beautiful, wearing some hip hop gear hoody covering her raven dark hair but revealing her face, a short skirt with pleats. She was impatient had somewhere to go. A car was being loaded parked on the street outside. Yet I took her little boy and she did not mind and we started walking away from the old whitewashed house full of the walking dead. My brother, 23, same round face only an inch or so taller came with. When we came across another house and my nephew was snatched away by the enemy. To get out of the house we had to go through a locked window of metal thorns they pinched as my brother and I tried to solve the puzzle that would get portion to shift and open. It closed at times and was frustrating but we got it to swing open. My brother (almost my twin) went through the window. I did not see him again. I drew away from the window and tried to find my nephew. That little boy was always getting into trouble. Door swung locked behind me as I went though the maze in that old mansion. I knew the enemy had the little boy in order that I may be back in his hands. I heard a giggle and saw a little boy's sneaker peeking out from behind a small recliner. I went around it and found that a piece of wood stuck straight out from the chair. A sock and sneaker fastened to it to trick me. Then I saw him my little man sitting in another chair waiting for me. The room was full of different types of chairs with a small portion on the right side blocked off looking like an old style bank with high wooden counters and many attendants. They told me I could not get out of this room. That everything was sealed. Yet I quoted scriptures as I carried the little boy through a low set of doors finding out they were swinging doors. Their plans were thwarted and I found myself at a counter. With my younger brother the one I attend church with he is skinny and sweet. A man stood to my right he was white old wore a grey vested suit and a white mustache. He said "You have to drink the sweet elixir but also the vinegar in between sips.” Me, my brother, and my little nephew followed his directions. Then I awoke.