Crazy Nightmare

Date: 8/1/2016

My friend Devon and I are exploring the insides of an abandoned Victorian house to begin the dream. The house has been vacant for some time, there is debris and all sorts of trash scattered throughout the house. Devon and I are laughing and talking when he quiets me down, saying he heard something. I listened for 5 seconds and then we both heard it; obvious footstep sounds coming from the second floor, moving eerily slowly across the floor. We were in a trance listening to the rhythmic patterns of the footsteps, when a sudden loud thud from behind us jarred us from our trance. We took off running through the front door and didn't look back. Then, we realized we had both forgotten our hats inside the building; so Devon walked back inside without consideration. I stayed behind a little bit, I was making my way inside when something caught my eye out of my peripheral vision. I looked up and saw a child, with solid black eyes and an ear-to-ear grin staring down at me. Without hesitation I ran inside trying to find Devon, knowing he was in danger. Once I'd entered the building, the whole structure and scene of the building transformed... The building seemed to be replenished completely, almost as if I'd gone back in time! Then I realized I was standing alone, in almost pitch black darkness... And I became terrified. And then very cliché, scary piano music came on, which was almost like background music. I felt a hand on my shoulder, I turned around to see the child from the window earlier standing behind me... Although he seemed normal; no black eyes or creepy mannerisms. I asked him "How do you get out of here?", he said "I'll show you - come with me". He pointed up the winding stairs to the second floor, and I walked up them until I reached the top. I turned around to ask him a question when I realized he had disappeared; out of thin air seemingly. Now I was alone in one of the longest hallways I've ever seen in my life. The hallway was quite narrow, but there were doors on each side in consistent patterns; just like a hotel would have. I felt as if somebody was standing behind me, but I didn't turn around to find out. Instead, I sprinted almost full-speed down the hallway; and I could feel whoever it was chasing after me - right behind me. Eventually I reached the end of the hallway and saw a door than I planed to use as an escape. Behind the door was an illuminated overwhelmingly bright white color, which seeped in through all the cracks of the door. I opened the door and stepped into the light, right after I did that... I woke up.