SCARY ENCOUNTERS

It's not often I get disturbing dreams, but I think this one would qualify as such.  Backtracking a bit, I was awakened by my phone at about 5:45 am, and by the time I got to it, the answering machine had already kicked in.  No message was left, and it registered as a Private Number.  I became concerned, for some reason, that it might be the hospital calling about my father, but rejected that notion because the hospital would have left a message, so I went back to bed, fell asleep instantly and had the following dream:

I am in a small housing community, like a row of townhouses, and there I meet up with two male friends.  I am not very comfortable with them (they are not my Guardian Brothers that so often show up in my dreams).  One is blond and stocky, the other has light brown hair and is slim.  Both are tall.  Overhead I hear a lot of airplanes flying by.  They take me inside one of the units and I realize that it's like the TARDIS - much larger on the inside, and set out like a very futuristic office.  There are computers everywhere, but ones that look like several generations beyond what we have now.  Also sharing space with this technology are many plants, that occupy every available space, trailing down the stairs and off cabinets.  

The blond man tells me that everyone here in this community is very much occupied with airplanes, and he goes on to pantamime how a child would react, talking on the phone with the mother, and telling her that he now has to check out what's flying overhead. The small personal computers the children have are filled with statistics and specifications on all the flying machines.  As he's telling me all this, I look beyond the door, and see something absolutely amazing:  Hanging low to the Earth is another world.  It's much larger than the moon, filling half the horizon, and is yellowish-brown with very little greens or blues on it.  At first I think it's a giant balloon, but soon see that it's not - it's definitely another planet.  There are tiny silver streaks that I know are shuttles flying between our worlds, and recognize this as a variation of my "Lights in the Sky" dreams.  They always seem to bring bad news.

I am seized with a total dread at the sight of this, and more so because neither of the two men show any concern over this phenomenon.  Eventually, we leave, and try as I might, I cannot get any more information about this from my companions.  We go to another small community, much like the one we left, and this one is more residential.  Each unit has been personalized to the occupant's tastes - one is middle eastern, another oriental, etc.  I am ushered into a unit that bears no such ornaments, but is very comfortably furnished.  The phone rings and the brown-haired man answers it.  He tells me that it's the hospital and I need to go see my father, but not to worry, he's okay now.  They insist on driving me there, but not just yet.  

They start talking about how good it will be when I move in here.  I am totally bewildered at this statement, but then I seem to remember that I did indeed make such arrangements.  I now worry about giving notice at my old apartment, and worry about my father.  Something is not right, but I feel very overwhelmed by all that is happening.

I take a walk outside, but do not get far before the blond man catches up with me.  He becomes very aggressive with me, demanding my affection.  I find myself pinned against the wall as he tries to kiss me, and I struggle to get away from him.  I am very grateful when his partner comes by with another man, whom I recognize as my ex-husband, because at their appearance, I am roughly released.  I run away from them all, towards other voices around the corner.

The voices grow louder and suddenly, I realize I'm awake and hearing them still.  It takes me a few seconds to realize that these are coming from the parking lot outside my window.