Anne and I are walking down a quiet neighborhood. There are few houses around, and there are many trees that provide ample privacy between houses. We are walking with a blonde girl, who I don't recognize in real life. It is nighttime. Suddenly, a large Victorian-style house pops! up on an empty lot right in front of us. Anne and I step back, but the blonde girl is absolutely elated. "It's the Nordic plush house!" she exclaims. I have no idea what she is talking about, but she excitedly runs up the porch to the front door. She explains that it's an honor to Nordic people to be chosen by the house. "But we're not Nordic." I tell her. "It chose me! I'm Swedish!" She exclaims, then pounds on the door.
The door opens by itself and we step inside. The first floor is practically empty except for piles of dolls stacked up in several rooms. The dolls are many different styles, including creepy glass dolls, rubber baby dolls, and plushy stuffed animals. I get the feeling that this is a very evil place. Anne tries the door, but it's locked. We are suddenly greeted by a tall, thin woman. She smiles at us and tells us to "take the challenge." The blonde girl is excited, but I'm apprehensive. The woman tells us we are to search the entire house for a golden key. If we find it, we are free. If not, we become part of the house (I took this to mean we become dolls).
The dream cuts to us upstairs in a lavish dining hall. We haven't found the key and our time is dwindling. I get the idea that the woman wouldn't want us to win and would therefore hide the key in an impossible spot. I look over and see a young man getting ready to light a huge fireplace. We lock eyes, and he gives me a subtle nod. I run over to the fireplace and start digging around the ash from previous fires. Sure enough, I feel the metal of a key. However, as I dig for it, I feel more metal keys. I end up recovering a handful of keys. I discard those that are not gold and am left with about six golden keys. The man tells me that the woman always cheats. He helped me get up from the fireplace, then commanded me to run. The blonde girl remained in place, and looked furious that we found the key. I hand all of the keys to Anne and tell her to sprint down and try them on the front door. I try to get the blonde girl to come with us, but she refuses, so I sprint down the stairs to Anne. I hear the woman and other residents of the house run towards the front door where Anne is furiously working with the keys. I grab an antique-looking room divider and hold it in front of Anne and I to block off the woman and her minions. Anne successfully finds the right key and pushes the door open. I throw the divider at the woman and her minions then sprint out of the door with Anne. We manage to run to a house next door. When we look over at the Victorian house, the door is slammed shut and all of the lights are turned off.
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