Once I had a dream that my dad, brother and myself were trying to find something on an island. Stumbling across a cave, all three of us decided to embark on a journey through these dark caverns. We were discovered by a race of locust/ape/machine like creatures and chased out of the cave. Racing out of the cave we ran to the edge of the island and swam off towards home. I don't remember how we got back or how quickly but I awoke in the dream inside my house (or a huge mansion like version of it). I had an eerie feeling and so I went for a walk outside. I was staring at the silouette off my house agianst the moon and without warning, all of the lights in the house turned on. Somehow I knew this was caused by a haunting within the house. Out of bravery I went inside and managed to turn off half of the lights, but i got too scared so I left in my car. I drove around and found a Tim Horton's so I parked out back and walked through the back door. The small shop had conveyor belts running coffee all over the store and as I walked through the back into the front I said hi to one of my former Tim's co-worker. I ordered a coffee and walked out... and that's when I woke up.