Shortly after viewing the house I was moving into I had a horrible dream, it wasn't a very nice dream at all, and to be truthful one of only a couple of dreams in my life that have actually managed to wake me up in the middle of the night (3:10am).
So why the picture above, basically this is where the dream took place. The dream was pretty straight forward and only consisted of me setting up some furniture in the room pictured, and unbeknown to me as the field of view opened up in my dream, it showed me working, and as the picture moved around to show the cupboard unit (pictured), there was a young boy stood in the room with me that I couldn't see and could only be seen in the mirror. I think I woke up thinking the boy's face changed to something nasty, but I'm not 100% sure that is what actually happened at all, and could of just been how I thought I saw things then.
Needless to say this is the room I have felt to be the strangest of them all, it's actually where I am sat right now typing this out for you to read. The room, despite being fairly small does seem to suffer from temperature changes, but again that could simply be down to the rooms location and nothing other than that.
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