cinnamon trees

Date: 9/16/2016

In this dream I was being hunted down. Apparently, some kid I never met before committed suicide, and in his will he wrote that i was the one responsible for his death. The police were chasing me and I ran into a forest where the tree bark looked like the inverted body of humans. I was convinced it smelled strongly of cinnamon. I got lost in the forest. I heard screaming. I woke up.