Inspector in Black

I’m in my bedroom in my house but when it was on Castlemill. My bedroom is arranged like it was then too. Bed in the corner between the windows, my stereo under the front-facing window. The house really is a castle or fortress though, and my room is many, many feet above the ground. Mike is lounging on my bed and i’m playing LP’s on a turntable. Something catches my eye and i look up and out the window and a man in black is looking in. It shocks and scares me because we’re far too high for anybody to be looking in the window. By the time i turn to Mike to say something and turn back, the man is gone. I look out the window and far below see the man in black on the ground with some surveying type gadgets and a short ladder. In some interlude that i can’t remember now i’m being informed that the man in black is an inspector checking out the house because it’s being sold and he’s verifying that it’s sturdy and intact and there aren’t cracks in the walls. I give Mike an energy drink for the drive to WV because i want to be sure he and Scott get there safely but he drinks it down right then. I ask him why he drank it when he wasn’t leaving until tomorrow and was a little put out even though i had more to give him. He gave me some vague Mike response and started freaking out that he wouldn’t be able to go to sleep but i assured him it was early enough that it would wear off by the time he wanted to sleep. A movement catches my eye again and it’s the man in black looking in my OTHER window. As soon as i see him he ducks down to avoid being seen. Now i’m pissed because it’s dusk outside and if he’s an inspector he shouldn’t be looking for flaws in the dark. My perspective changes now like i’m a bird in a tall tree looking directly across at my bedroom. I can see the brickwork on the outside of the house. It’s ornate and in a repeating pattern of equal sided crosses, like big plus signs. The brick is very old like you see on really old buildings in London. There’s some other man-made structure on the lawn. I can’t see it now that i’m awake but it was also made of rocks and i remember being under the impression that it was related to something holy. It might’ve been a stone well. That feels right. I think my house is maybe a church? Sanctuary? Camelot! Yes. Arthur’s castle. I remember now it was Merlin who told me that the man in black was an inspector. I live in King Arthur’s castle? If my room was round it WOULD be like turret. I never thought of that before. No idea what it signifies but i have a sudden urge to re-read The Once and Future King. ?

My bedroom – Comfort, familiarity
Castle, sturdy well-made brick walls – Protection, safety
Feeding a friend an energy drink - ? my energy is dependent upon the state of my friendships?
Surveyor / Man in black - ? Judgement? Like people judging me in 'low light', not getting a true picture of me and i resent it?
Crosses and ‘holy water’ Wells – in tarot language wands and cups maybe? My spiritual center?