The death of grandpa and the murderer

Date: 11/13/2016

There I was walking out of a store, big as albertsons, very orange fall-ish inside, I was handling a cart full of certain foods, but I didn't pay for them, I was stealing them, no people looked concerned even though I walked straight out of the store. I put the foods into the trunk of my black SUV (that I don't have in reality) . It seems that they were for my dying grandpa, in his hospital bed very white, he was watching TV, an oxygen mask on him, struggling to breathe properly. My grandpa died a few months ago, like I have no control, I take it as if he's alive but on the verge of death. I put the 2 liter bottle of dark soda, white bread, and everything else I don't remember onto the table. It was VERY bright white inside. I had a discussion with him, about him in the old days and telling jokes, laughing with each other for the last time. I went home, gonna miss him when he's gone. The next day, on the tv was the news. The news that showed a picture of my grandpa. I was very concerned and I watched it. I remember almost the words the TV said in my dream. "Old man, found murdered/killed in his death bed. The clown Spots and the little kitten were captured" from what I heard, my old man was murdered, a professional clown that looks a lot like Pennywise, but friendly, and a gray haired little kitten were captured and kidnapped. I didn't know what my reaction was because it cut to complete darkness. I saw a pair of eyes in the heaving darkness and then there came it's mouth. It was grinning at me. Rotten teeth and sore looking eyes, it said something very soothing, then attacked me with a deep scream. That's when I woke up frightened, my heart racing.