I walk into a room in a house I have never seen that is cluttered with garbage and cats roaming around.  I tell an unknown person we need to get the animals picked up and everything thrown out.  I hear a noise on a floor above us, but the house should be empty.  I start walking the house and come to a long hallway that ends with a door.  There is a window in the door.  I walk to the door and look out the window at an alleyway with a small park on the other side.  I hear a noise again and looking to my left see 3 steps leading to a door, the only other door in the hall.  I walk up the 3 steps and open the door to a large room that is completely dark except for the illumination of a  television off in the far left corner.  A couch and person are silhouetted in the TV light.  The person turns his head towards me as I step into the room.  When I turn on the light switch the man stands and begins walking towards me.  His head and neck are a deep purple reddish color and huge as if engorged.  The closer the man gets to me the more the discoloration and swelling diminish. He stops in front of me and it is my husband who died 30 years ago at age 24 but he appears older in age.  Closer to my age now.  I say "why are you here? You're not supposed to be here." But he just stares at me.  I run out of the room, out the hall door, across the alley and into the park.  He follows me.  I ask him "have you been here all along?" But he doesn't answer.  I take his hand, say "come with me" and pull him back across into the house which has become a diner.  I lead him to a table by the front windows  where my parents and current husband are sitting and say "look who I found".  All 3 of them scowl at my dead husband then my father looks at his watch and says "we need to leave".  They all get up and walk out the door.  I turn to my dead husband and say "I have to go now.  Will you be okay?"  He nods at me.  I walk out the door and get into the car with my parents and current husband and we drive away.  Then I woke up.