Was in a little home (not the one I grew up in, something much smaller, almost like a little vacation cabin) with what felt like both parents, though at one point thought I was then just with my dad, who was mentioning something about the loss of mum. Then we went out for a bit, dad and I, recalling some events that had happened a bit prior, with others being around and some strange shenanigans. Something to the effect of some 'famous' people being there in the past, or a movie crew. Vague. We then returned and I checked around, in a 'Could anyone have gotten in while we were away? Were we secure?' kind of way. Possibly we had a woman companion who at first 'felt' like mum, but who I then realized 'wasn't'.
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