In Scotland (I live in England), I was in a car with my dad and we were driving away from from a volcano erupting with pomegranate juice. Throughout us driving, I had like flashbacks or something of my great grandmothers house being flooded with pomegranate juice. Eventually, we get our destination and everything turns black and white, like on an old TV. We are at an abandoned house with the windows boarded up and there are muppets dressed as pirates.

Also in my mind, this was a nightmare so I was pretty spooked when I woke up.

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I must have been 10 or so at the time, but I always remember it for how strange it was.

Another strange thing was that it was my first time visiting the place my parents married. Maybe that had something to do with it?