I am in the flat. I enter the bathroom, and am surprised to see the bath is full of water. Have I forgotten to take the plug out? No... The plus is taken not in the plughole. Why isn't it draining? There must be something wrong with the plumbing... I turn on the taps on the kitchen sink to see if they work. They don't - just a deep clattering from inside the pipes. Then there is a 'glop!' sound - and falling from the tap onto the surface of the sink is a perfectly round globule of some thick clear substance. Is this some scum from inside of the taps or is it some piece of plastic lining from the tap itself. I prod it gingerly. I do not know.
The flat is different to the waking flat. There is a wide landing area - spacious and bright. I am looking at this one day and think that I should move some of the stuff from my room - which is quite cramped - to out here. Give me more space. I am surprised to learn that there is another bookcase out here I had forgotten about - I am pleased to see that - among other things - there is a full set of the Pan Books Of Horror Stories on the shelves. I had forgotten about these.
(Was there a dog in this dream at some point?)
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