I was living in an huge old house. There was a funeral with all the mirrors covered and the curtains drawn. The house was full of relatives, none of which I knew. I was told that the house was completely filled so the coffin would rest beside my bed.
My bedroom was all dark and the coffin was open. There was a man lying in the coffin. I could only see that he was very thin. I climbed into the large bed and fell asleep. I awoke to a storm and the body was sitting up in the coffin.