Dream with a woman blowing in my face.

The dream was a part of a series of interconnected continuous dreams or dreams within dreams.

The first part I remember in part, I was in a store and I think I received a call from my Mother (she passed in the 1990's) and I left out an exit I was unfamiliar with and was on a different street than I am use to. It started raining. So I started running to get out of the rain

Somehow I ended up at my old house, it was heavily damaged in Superstorm Sandy and has just been rebuilt. The house was as it was when I lived there over 12 years ago. A coworker from a previous job was there and I didn't think anything of it, we started talking about the NFL and I kept thinking about I wonder where mom is. There was no power in the house, so I went looking for the fuse box.

I then remember sitting on my old bed, there were comic books, magazines and a bunch of 1990's NY Mets schedules. Suddenly my wife walks in and we start talking and since it is still raining out we will stay the night. My Brother shows up and jokes with my wife and I with "you know the place is haunted right?" (Back story is both my Nephew and my niece through marriage have both mentioned seeing a little boy in the middle of the night asking for milk and cookies, the boy they described is my brother who passed from before I was born. He fell off the deck behind the house and drowned in the bay behind the house. It is on island in the Rockaways, in Queens NY. Neither of them knew of him or had seen any photos of him and my older sister said he would always wake her up in the middle of the night asking for milk and cookies when they were little)

The next thing I remember is hearing a phone ring and it wakes me up. I see the caller ID on my existing home phone which is besides me for some reason and not on the stand and it reads the address of my old job. I pick it up half asleep and answer. It is my wife but it is going in and out of she isn't saying anything. I start drifting back to sleep she speaks again but I couldn't make out what she said. I get up and start walking to the other room. At this point I am not sure if I am in my current apartment or my old home. as I pass a room my wife (or I think it was her but not 100% sure due to the bad lighting) steps out of the doorway, it is poorly lit and I can still hear the rain outside. We startle eachother. She says I have something you need to see and leads me by my arm into the room, I remember asking well what is it? She looks down at the floor and then looks up quickly and blows directly into my face, I feel the air and she starts thrashing around and takes an overhand foward punching or pounding motion towards my chest and I block it with my forearm and I ask her what are you doing? At that point I wake up on my sofa my heart racing and my cat who always sleeps at my feet sitting straight up looking at me.