I was on this beach one the east coast. There was a large pier and on the right side of the pier, it was all sand. On the left side of the pier, it was all grass. I remember visiting the neighborhood beyond the beach but I’m not sure why or what I did there. I do remember that I was walking back there with my mom and two other men. We were walking on the grassy side and noticed that the house closest to the beach was for sale. We were examining the brochure in the window and trying to figure out the layout of the house because it was like a two story cottage and the brochure was on the window of what looked like a converted garage. We joked that it was a beach house in Jersey City and it couldn’t cost that much.
We walked around the left side and found that the door to this room was open so we walked in. We started walking around the house. At some point, someone spilled some green paint on the floor. I decided I wanted to go outside and walk on the grassy knolls on the left side of th pier. They followed me up a funny little meandering path and we realized that this was a golf course, but the greens has grass longer than the rest of the course. I was wearing socks and while we were at the top of a knoll, we realized that the sprinklers had gone on and I don’t like to get my socks wet so I was tip-toeing on dry spots to get back to the house. By the time we made it, it was dark. I was walking around the outside of the house’s yard and found a large laminated drawing of the layout of the downstairs that we’d already been in so I assumed that there’d be a layout for the upstairs somewhere. I walked around to the other side of the house and found something from the post master that looked like it would be just that but I was having a hard time making out what it was thru the partially transparent envelope it was in. I went back in the house toward the garage and told my mom what I’d found. I noticed the green paint and that there was a large boot print in it. The two guys were at the front of the house when I noticed headlights coming toward the house. It looked like the owners were coming home. I yelled for everyone to run and I closed the garage door and was yelling for my mom to come with me but she just stood there staring at me as the door closed.
