The basement of the house was unstable. I don't know how, but the very earth beneath the basement was deteriorating, and the basement shifted as one complete unit. The back of the basement dropped suddenly, and I could see cabinets and cases fall to the floor and shatter - snakes and spiders escaping and moving across the floor.
I remember seeing the creatures running away as the basement lurched and suddenly dropped, the back pitching down and then the whole basement dropping away.
The next thing I remember I was in a house - I'm unsure if it was the same house as the basement. The house had a second floor with a ladder and an open area. There was an owl, and I saw it drop from its perch and its wings deteriorate. I panicked, and ran from the house and called for help. There was an expert outside I knew could look after the owl. She came in with her friend, and she climbed the ladder with me as I lead her to the owl. Her friend stayed on the ground floor. She commented that we were six-feet-seven above her. There were gaps in the floor, and we had to stand on the tops of bookcases to get to the floor with the owl.
