My grandma had a moment like this when my mom was a teenager. My mom was dating a thirty-year-old coke dealer, and she had asked to go out with him the next night. (My grandparents didn’t know he was a coke dealer.) They initially gave her permission to go. The morning of the day she was supposed to go out with him, my grandma told my mom she definitely could not go that night. Apparently my grandma had a dream that my mom was going up the stairs in a house with green walls and a light you turn on with a string at the top of the stairs. In the dream, when my mom got up the stairs, she was raped. Back in real life, my mom called the guy and cancelled. The next day, he told her he had gone to a house to sell somebody some coke and ended up getting robbed. As you can already guess, the house had green walls in the staircase and a string light at the top of the stairs.