When I was little I lived in Oak Hill. The first dream (vision? experience?) I ever had occurred when I was four.
First I noticed two transparent white figures who paced and gestured like they were arguing, then a black tattered thing, like a live shadow hovering near the ceiling. Then the room just filled up with all sorts of strange looking creatures, some humanoid, some not.
I wasn’t afraid because a hooded woman in a gauzy green dress sat by my bed all night. When the sun came up, they all gradually faded away.
Anybody who has heard of something like this happening, or thinks they know what the Green Lady is, e-mail me at: Carrie3@care2.com.