Horrifying dream of my “dad”

Date: 1/9/2019

In my dream, I was in an underground building of some sort. My family was there including my husband. There were a couple of people who I don’t know in real life but I knew in my dreams. I went to this room to help my dad move some stuff. My dad was standing behind me. I turned around to see him when suddenly a vehicle came from out of no where and hit my dad. I saw his body being thrown thrown towards this double door. I screamed, “DAD !” I ran to him. His face was covered in blood. Then I noticed the man whom I was calling dad was not my dad in real life. But in my dream I felt he was my dad. The car went through one of the double (left side) door into a pit. I heard a little girl crying to her dad in the car. I looked down and the man dead on he’s tearing wheel. The car was on its side. The little girl had blood on her face. She was crying. I couldn’t help her get. Sobbing in tears, I ran back down the hallway to get help when I saw my bother, my mom, and my two pastors Jon and Tim standing there. While I was trying to explain what had happened, they looked at me weird. I was left wondering why no one was helping or at least praying for them. Suddenly I turned around and my husband was standing before me. I hugged him while crying on his chest telling him what happened. Then I woke up. I had tears running down my chin.