I don't know if this it the correct forum but here goes. I've had this reoccurring dream ever since I was a kid and have it to this day every so often. It starts with me standing on the back porch of my childhood house, it's dusk and I'm staring into our detached garage watching my father work on a car. Suddenly off in the distance I hear the city's police helicopter and I have the urgent feeling that I need to hide. So I turn and go into the back door heading straight through the laundry room into the kitchen then into the dining room, I turn right heading into the living room then right again into the hallway in the center of the house. In the hallway I look left, it dead ends into a closet with my room on the left side of the closet and my sisters room on the right side. I remember thinking to myself "don't go in those rooms cause the search light will see you through the windows". I look right and theres a full length mirror at the end of the hallway with my parents bedroom to the left mirror and the bathroom on the left side of the hallway. I head towards the mirror, when I reach it I realize I'm in the center most part of the house, I shut the bathroom and my parents bedroom door to block any search light then I huddle in the corner of the hallway, during all of this I hear the helicopter getting closer and a weirdly feeling the search light looking for me. After several of what seems like minutes, I have a dreaded feeling that the helicopter is no longer outside but now is a tiny helicopter inside the house looking for me. It comes in through the back door, through the laundry room, kitchen, dining room. As the helicopter gets to the living room I start fearing for my safety and then the dream ends. It's only been within the past 15 or so years that I started to associate the tiny helicopter with a drone of some sort. Thoughts?
Attached is a crude floor plan of my childhood house.
