to sleep perchance to dream

dream. me and mom were in this huge old crumbling mansion....she was in her nightgown in the basement kitchen leaning against counter by sink, drinking coffee. I don't see ghosts, but I do see activity. basement is dirt floor. an old wheelchair rolling around basement. both huge garage type doors back wall fling open, wheelchair rolls out breakneck speed into an old stone wall. of course I don't have my phone on me to put it on Paranormal Caught On Camera. trying to do laundry, machines are old and defunct, then modern and normal. Zerelda is helping me dig through old fabric we found to make blocks to finish old quilt tops we found in a closet. Lisa is peeking in through a window. let her and Brenda and Aunt Chardy in. she declares a man of the cloth must come. lots of people mulling about. are they real? I don't know them. are they ghosts? they're talking to me. there are TONS of bathrooms upstairs. wet towels hanging everywhere. trying to gather them to do laundry. can't find machines again. just old wringer washer full of black greasy murk and rotten fabric and a rope string up holding old fragile clothing. and there is now HUGE crack in floor . like a moat. can't get to washer. the wind picks up. howling. beating on house. those huge doors fly open and wheelchair takes off across the floor, back outside.