I remember one. My niece came downstairs carrying a baby that wasn't hers. She went into the laundry room and came back with tears in her eyes. I asked her if she was going to be okay. She said yeah. I asked her to tell me about it but she just said to call her later. Then I heard retching sounds like a cat hacking up a fur ball. Suddenly my two dead cats appeared. They seems happy. There was also a big shaggy gray elephant in the corner of the room.