Strange man wants to hurt me because of what my country did to his people

Date: 2/10/2022

Apparently something happened to my ex-boyfriend’s phone. I felt bad for him and reluctantly allowed him to use my phone. Somehow the way it worked was I physically kept my phone, and he was accessing it remotely from a laptop or something. So sometimes I would look at my phone, wanting to use it, and see that he was texting someone, so I would have to wait. There were lots of times when he would be playing a game and I would be really annoyed because I had to use my phone but knew if I did I would mess up the game. I was at a Stop & Shop parking lot some night, walking in, when I looked at my phone and saw that he was texting someone that he was just leaving Stop & Shop now. I immediately hid behind a car and saw that he was in the next aisle of cars, walking toward my direction. I crouched down to the ground as he walked by. He didn’t see me. I noticed in one parking space there wasn’t a car but a blanket instead. One of my best friend’s friend’s was relaxing on the blanket. I went over to him. We hung out for a while there. Apparently he was a vampire. I was walking back to the dorm room that I lived in. I passed by a man in the street. He was dressed like a soldier. He said, “Hey, there’s this really cool dorm at the end of the street. It’s so nice and fancy inside. You need a key to get in, but I’ve got one, I can show you.” Although I had a key and literally lived there, I played along and agreed to go with him into the dorm. He took out his key and let us in. “You know, Americans committed genocide against my people,” he said to me. I felt alarmed by this but did not want to upset him by showing ignorance of these historical events that seemed so important to him. “Where are you from?” I asked. He answered but I could not understand what he said, it was a country I had never heard of before. We were still in the lobby area of the building. “I’m really sorry,” I said. He looked at me and said with subtle sarcasm, “I’m sure you’re deeply sorry.” He then told me he had to go downstairs and grab something quick. There was a small room under the lobby that seemed like it was for security guards. The floor/ceiling was metal gate material so I could slightly make out that there were other men down there dressed as soldiers. “Don’t go anywhere,” he told me while slowly creeping downstairs. I immediately booked it to my dorm room which was right there on the first floor. I fished for my keys in my purse but wasn’t finding them. The group of men was running after me and about to get me.