Dream Journal
It was night, and a few of us were walking through a small cluster of buildings in the woods. The buildings had been there for perhaps a hundred years, yet the buildings were still in very good condition.
We walked past one building and I could see inside as though the walls were not there. I saw a girl of perhaps 15 years with long, dark brown hair and fair skin. She was assembling all of the young adults and children from the village into this room. I saw that the floor was covered in a foot or so of water, and wondered why no one was concerned.
I watched as this girl went to the one corner of the room (the back right corner, as I was looking at it) and flip a switch. This switch sent a powerful electric current through the floor, killing every person and child who stood in the room.
I was shocked and horrified that such a tragedy happened, and I knew that I was watching a replay of an identical event that occurred many years before. Our small group had stopped to watch the terror, and then resumed walking in silence.
I glanced back to see the girl with long hair stand up from the water, walk outside and lock the front door. She stood in the middle of the pathway staring at us. I knew she was a ghost, but was unnerved that she was even able to look at us, not through us.