Morning of April 19, 2009. Sunday.

I am at, I believe Northern Engraving, a factory where I had worked in the 1980s. This would be on the second floor in the lunch area. I am seated at a wooden picnic table and talking with a coworker about having seen tiny people (about four inches high at the most). No one really believes they exist. (My dream seems to have at least one “reset” at the point around where the coworkers leave and the little people are active.)

At one point, when there are no coworkers in the large room, I see the little people running across the floor near the doorway and they are soon aware that I can see them. They seem like normal people at first, just “miniature”. At this point, my dream becomes extraordinarily vivid and filled with an intense and “realistic” energy.

Over time, there seems to be an area beyond the lunch break room of Northern Engraving where that doorway connects to the Barolin Street house’s doorway directly into the hallway (from what would actually have been my oldest son’s room at the time).

There also seems to be extended areas that lead out from there into WWTI (now WWTC and from where I worked in maintenance as well as having partly taken two courses in machine tool and carpentry). I sit on the floor with my knees up and my back against the hall’s wall and am very friendly with these “aliens” that also somehow now seem like fairies relative to legends. A female sits on the back of my raised hand while a few others are also seated on the floor and we make a few jokes and apparently interesting puns about normal humans. After being friends with them for awhile, they agree to take me to their planet to explore a bit or perhaps to live for a time. (For some reason, I am not fully aware of my family in-dream.)

They eventually lead me into an old abandoned building (which they claim is actually their spaceship somehow disguised as a building and which had been there for quite some time) that reminds me of my high school in Florida in some ways (or actually may be, though the in-dream location started in Wisconsin). I go into a large old shower room with a concrete floor and about four adjoining open showers, which is apparently an internal part of the spaceship supposedly near where the engine is. Interestingly, I soon and clearly realize that their intent is “evil” (and that they are fully “against” humans) and that I will probably be killed if I stay there, because I then clearly sense that the building is not actually a spaceship, and also somehow realize that it is set to blow up very soon. I manage to escape just in time, feeling very intelligent by intuitively knowing of their deception. I am not sure if they were in the explosion or not, but it seems they might have been. A four-block radius is destroyed by the explosion.