Dream - Me and Mr. Monk

Wednesday, November 19, 2008, probably some time in the morning, I had a dream where we were at my grandmother's house in Arizona. It was night. There was some situation where someone broke into the house through the front door. There was some confrontation involving a few people, some of them neighbors, and the person stole something before leaving. It kept replaying itself, and eventually a woman was injured or killed and left lying in the living room. There were neat small piles of things, in rough short lines perpendicular to the direction of travel, evenly spaced before and after where she was laying.

Eventually, in a replay near the end, Adrian Monk, from the TV show "Monk", showed up. He was called in, I believe, and started to look at the body and the piles of things, head bent down slightly and his hands held up to frame what he was looking at. Everything was still dark. I don't think the lights were turned on in the room. The scene was slightly illuminated, but the light seemed to be coming from somewhere else.

Much more happened in the dream, particularly earlier, but I don't remember it.