Unsafe house

Date: 3/16/2017

I was walking back home, it was quite late (waxy moon in the distance, normally leafy trees stripped bare, blue, black, white) and it was extremely quiet, so I hurried back. On opening the gate and walking up the stairs, I noticed that the door was slightly ajar and there were deep gouge marks all over the door, especially near the handle. I opened the door with a growing fear and saw puddles of blood on the floor and in some places, spattered on the walls and that's when I realised my family had been killed. I took a couple of steps inside slowly, though that's something I'd never do irl. All at once, I felt something standing behind me and panting in my ear and that's when I woke up. What a visceral dream.