I'm at the top of a ladder, at the front of my old house on Miles Court, about 20 feet up off the ground. My stepdaughter Alona is up there with me, and for some reason going down the ladder isn't an option. I ask her if she can climb from the ladder onto the roof, because we get get down from there by going on the roof over to the other side of the house, and then climb through the attic, though I know (as in other dreams) that it's very difficult, dusty and claustrophobic, and there's a small hole we must climb through.