We've bought this house (I think). We walk around and see where everything is. It's very big. I get lost. I thought I knew my way around but the next time I come that way, it seems I'm not where I thought I was. I keep walking around, trying to figure out the lay of the house. It doesn't make sense. Eventually I figure it out; the house is changing. When I come down the hall from the front of the house, there is a second floor bedroom in the back. It's a loft. There's a spiral staircase going down to the first floor. When I walk to the back of the house on the first floor and then come up, there's no bedroom up there. It's all open space and the stairway is straight. I get a couple of other people to walk with me so that they will see it too. We go back one way and there's the extra room. We come back the other way and it's not there. // I'm afraid of the house. It seems haunted or alive. Maybe it's a matter of parallel dimensions, or in some way existing in dual time periods. Whatever the case, I don't feel safe. // At some point, I'm near the front of the house, looking around. I see a small closet that I hadn't noticed before and I open it. There are some sort of drawers or sliding shelves or racks. I pull some out. One has a row of cute little baby shoes. I feel like I've discovered something of some significance. I think these have been here a long time. I pull out other racks and see similar things. [I think dreams 1 and 2 might really be one dream, and I'm not sure which came first.]
