Here’s my dream from two nights ago:

Jimmy and I were hanging out at home and Kevin was at work. Throughout the day I had a sort of “creepy” feeling. While Jimmy and I were playing I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and no one was there. Then, a bit later, I felt like I was shoved forward. I realized that there must be a ghost in the house (don’t want to use the word ghost, but I can’t think of a word that would work better). Shortly after Kevin got home from work I noticed a woman sitting in a chair at the end of our hallway. I knew that she was a ghost, but I wasn’t scared. I ran to get Kevin and asked him if he could see the woman. He said “yes”. Immediately we were surrounded by several different “ghosts”. They weren’t scary, they looked just like normal people, but I just knew that they weren’t. These ghosts proceeded to tell me that the church of Latter Day Saints was “true” (didn’t say the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints, just Latter day Saints). I said that I couldn’t believe them without proof and they responded, “Do you know Charles Stanley? He’s one of us!” They also said that Chuck Colson was part of their group. How wierd!