Finally get some decent REM sleep, and this happens...

While exploring the town in the woods, I found an enormous Victorian mansion. The front door was open so I wandered in. The rooms were small, laid out in a confusing jumble with narrow hallways and steps connecting them, and incredibly cluttered with glass lamps, end tables, overstuffed chairs, tapestries, throw rugs, and tiny pieces of sculpture. Someone had been living here a very long time.

( I sat down on the steps leading into the kitchen... )