The rooster on the car in the yard

"I was in a yard that felt like a mix of my grandparents' place and somewhere else entirely, and a rooster was standing on top of a car that definitely shouldn't have been parked in a garden. It kept staring at me, chest puffed out, and then crowed, except it was far too loud, and everything else just stopped, birds, wind, all of it. I tried to walk past it and it followed, strutting a few steps behind me like it had a point to make. kept asking it what it wanted, out loud, which felt completely normal in the moment, and it just tilted its head and crowed again. The light was wrong, kind of gray-gold like early morning but also somehow evening, and I couldn't tell if I was supposed to be waking up or going to bed. Someone called my name from the house and I turned, and when I looked back the rooster was gone, car too. I stood there trying to figure out what I'd missed. woke up to actual daylight, still half listening for that crow."