American Horror Story in my brother's house. I'm younger - Evan is there and there is a tornado coming. Guessing I should get in the basement. The rooms keep changing. I was driving somewhere.
Non-lucid visit with a ghost (B. Stewart). Somewhere where there are many people milling about. I see the ghost and we start talking. I tell him that I know he is dead. He smiles at me and says he is always here, watching over the guys. He gives me a lot of advice about life and says that he will just be "over there" sitting in the orange chair (like a stadium seat - sitting out in the open of this courtyard type setting), whether I can see him or not - he will be there. Such a friendly, loving, smile and hug. We talk about his son and his wife. Later on in the dream - a different day perhaps - I return to the busy courtyard and I don't see him. I turn to the empty orange chair (about 15 ft away) and wave hello. A plastic hand that was on the arm rest waves back to me and I know it is him. Comforting. Dream switches to being on a plane with my brother on our way to South Africa. There is no roof on the plane and I had to keep my hands on my headphones to keep them from flying off of my head. We end up at someone's house - there are pillars around the pool. Themes: We Will Never Leave You - Leave No Doubt
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