I was walking down a dark, narrow hallway and saw, to the side, a tableau of a strangely dressed man and woman that seemed disturbing, like something you’d see in a funhouse. The woman was holding a doll’s or doll-sized head that looked oddly like her own on a pike, and the scene seemed to represent some historical event or people. I continued and encountered a woman with curly dark hair. I was about to utter some pleasantry when I realised she looked very much like the woman (and doll’s head) in the tableau. I became terrified as though something of dreadful significance was happening.

I woke up and, even though the room was warm, I felt as cold as dry ice.