I was in an older, weathered, white, two story wooden house at the edge of a body of water like a small lake. Almost sitting on the sand at the water's edge. It seemed like it had rained earlier and the skies were gray and the sand was gray. The house was empty except for myself and I think my mother.  I looked out of the window facing the water and saw a helicopter circling around the house as if it were looking for us inside or just people in general. I hid in the corner out of sight until it left and peeked out the window again to see if it was gone.  Then suddenly I was looking from the vantage of the sky and was following (like riding behind) a small flying object that was zero'ing in on the house at a very high rate of speed. I thought to myself that it was a drone. It was going to come in through the window and find us and there was no where to hide. Then I woke up.