A clue!

Well what do you know, the guy I'd been avoiding due to a falling out a year or so ago, provided information that I didn't know and if it's true, it provides a sort of answer to a long standing question. See I'd come to Scotland trying to figure out a memory. When I first awakened as a wolf therian I had this memory of a place with a river rock wall, cobblestone streets and a forest and me standing under a street light looking at something in my hand. Through a series of things, mainly meeting a vampire and dragonkin, I ascertained that I was standing beneath an old fashioned lamp post with light illuminating me. To my left was a meadow that led to a forest with pine trees or firs. The moon wasn't full, but it was nearly full with clouds wisping by. To my right was a river rock wall that ran up further behind me up a hill into darkness and in front of me  leading down and naturally curving to the right, eventually leading to a T section street. To the left it stretched out with only one house obscuring the view and to the right there were more houses with triangular roofs. In front of the T section there was a river and I'm sure a bridge that led over that. Either way I was standing beneath it looking at a gold grandfather watch or pocket watch. It was ticking away and I got the feeling I was waiting for someone. Hoping they'd appear and it would absolve me of what I had to do. However, after waiting an indeterminable amount of time, memory me sighed, put the watch back in my pocket and resolutely walked down the street knowing I was aiming for one of those houses to the right. I feel like the guy was supposed to meet me to keep me from harming someone he cared about, however due to him not showing up, I had no choice but to do as I was bade or what I came to do. Not sure.
Anywho, speaking to a demonkin person and he explained to me that demons and fae abound in and from Scotland in not droves, but darn close enough. That often there were deals made with demons for one reason or another and that scotland is sort of protected by a pact or circle of some kind. It made an interesting sort of connection that my memory of not making a deal, but well having a deal that if this guy would do this, then I would provide protection or do something for him and him breaking the deal so I couldn't do anything for him. It almost makes a sort of sense.
Like if I'd told the guy that I could protect his family from the deal he either broke or contemplated breaking then it would explain my waiting around at like the crack of midnight, hoping he'd come through, but he never did. I don't know what happened to him. I have another dream of being inside one of those houses and all heck breaking loose, but no clue if I wrote it down as a dream journal or not. It makes me think of my soul twin and if perhaps he had something to do with it and maybe doesn't know or remember. Hmm, so many possibilities. Must tell my soul sis. Finally a clue in the mystery that shrouds my past. :D