`jazzrz` [Thread]

Two events still as clear as day to me, both seemingly not high on the
creepy reading spectrum, but they both gave me that "something very
weird just happened" feeling.

1.  Had a lucid dream where I was on a mountain road with forest on
    either side of me. There was a fire tornado whipping through the
    trees on one side. The road was dark and empty except for me and my
    friend Joe, and it was windy and li by the fire. Then a small grey
    figure that kind of resembled Gizmo from the Flintstones (classic
    little green Martian man with a big helmet) was floating in front of
    me. We just stared at each other, from what I remember, but it was
    very eerie the way he was looking at me and I remember the detail of
    his skin texture even. We were in a sort of clear calm bubble while
    the fire raged around us. I woke up, having forgotten all about it,
    poured some cap'n crunch berries and turned on the news. The first
    thing that came on was a report on a raging fire that started
    overnight in the Shasta's (i was living in the mountains south of
    the Bay Area). In a flash the dream instantly came back to me, I
    paused mid crunch, and was just completely weirded out.
2.  We were on a midnight hike on an uninhabited island in Lake Michigan
    that you can only ferry to, no residents, but there are a few
    abandoned farms from the 1800s and a one room schoolhouse deep in
    the middle of the island. We were hiking to the graveyard so the
    night was already steeped in superstition and ghost stories. It was
    so dark out that without the flashlights it was no different if your
    eyes were closed or open, and we were walking the mile and a half to
    the graveyard without our flashlights. Only way to navigate was to
    feel with your feet for the edges of the trail, but it was navigable
    that way, and spooky and fun. Saw some weird green glow off the
    trail and we all went to check it out. Turns out it was some green
    glowing fungus, easy to see without the lights but you'd never see
    it otherwise, and we smeared some on a stick and used it as a mock
    torch. The rangers didn't believe us when we asked them later. Next
    we stopped by the schoolhouse so my wife could use the outhouse
    there and I wandered a bit ahead of the group, fumbling along the
    trail in the pitch black so I wouldn't get light-blind while she
    used her light. Then I saw a figure that looked like a lady in a
    white dress about 10 yards up the trail coming towards me, but not
    walking, just coming closer, hate to say it but floating. I called
    out hello and asked if she was lost, really thinking someone was
    there, just wanting to help. Then the figure evaporated and I got
    super freaked out. Called out to the group and one of the guys said
    it must have been the lady of the lake. I don't believe in ghosts,
    period, but that happened. There's no getting around it. Then on our
    way back to the boat ferry the next day to go home we stopped and
    checked out the island museum and no shit there was a class picture
    of kids at the schoolhouse from around 1890 and the teacher was a
    lady in a white dress that died on the island and is sometimes
    called the lady in the lake. I can't really process this in any
    other way than a real, true ghost story. I still get goosebumps.

Tldr: 1. an alien showed me a future forest fire in a dream 2. I don't
believe in ghosts, but I saw a ghost.

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