I woke up at 5:30am then went back to sleep and had an odd dream. The part I can remember well is the latter part of it. I wasn't in it, but it unfolded as, say, a film might.

People are having an altercation, and one goes outside and escalates the drama. The area is wooded with deciduous trees, and on one side is a very long, derelict building that looks like a school from the 1960s. A woman comes (out of the school perhaps) and is approaching the scene of mild violence against property (I think he was smashing an old bus), which is offscreen to the lower left (so the viewpoint is high, looking down, and from a distance).

A melody is heard, which first is ignored, then causes the woman to pause on the worn track upon which she is walking. She turns, but of course the viewpoint already includes what she turns to see: two very, very large humans, much taller than the trees, come walking peacefully along going from right to left of the screen. They are dressed unremarkably, and chat with each other as they pass, oblivious to the raging drama beneath them, which has, in any case, been stilled by the shock of the participants.

The two, accompanied by the melody, meet up with an even greater man, their father, who has very pale hair (not grey just very light). He has approached from the lower left, and the two join him and proceed out of the scene as the melody fades.