Feel the Burn

Last night I dreamt that I was staying at grandma and papau's house. While I was there, the house behind theirs (or possibly a barn? couldn't tell) which doesn't exist in real life caught on fire. No one wanted to call the fire fighters, and even I took pictures at first instead of calling. But I didn't take pictures of the house on fire, I took pictures of the flames reflected on grandma and papau's house (which also looked different than it does in real life). When I took a picture of the upper attic window, I could see Charlie, our dog who passed away several years ago, looking out through the window. Later those windows were blown open (I guess by the heat of the flames? no clue).

Eventually I saw a policeman who was parked in the yard for some reason and went over to the car. It took a little bit before he opened the window, but then I explained about the fire and asked him to call the fire department. I have no idea why he didn't see it on his own since he was in the side yard and the fire was in the back. I then got distracted by something inside the house (can't recall what) for awhile, and when I went out, the firefighters were already getting ready to leave.