Date: 5/4/2016
By Whollyredhead
Dream started at a bus stop. a man walked up with a crying woman. He was grabbing her and looked very threatening. I walked up to ask him what he was doing. He told me it was none of my business and asked for bus directions. I told him which bus to go on, then walked away. When he got onto the bus with the lady, I found the bus looped up around a tall building. He went to the third floor. I ran up the stairwell up to the very top of the tower with the intention of calling the police. A girl walked up right after me. When I asked what she was doing, she said she had come to see the spirits. I turned around and noticed the top of the building opened up to a house I vaguely remembered. Dream-me pointed to one of the rooms staring it was hers as a girl. The objects in the house began to move and noises were being made. I went back down the stairs without calling the police. The stairwell was smokey, and it thickened the further down I went. I got outside and there was no fire. The police were outside looking for the man. My dream jumped back to the building the next morning. I was walking to my apartment, which was apparently in the building. I saw the man looking at me in the hallway. I ran to get into my apartment before he could chase after me, but it was too late. He came in right after me and slammed the door. He was holding a police report stating who had called the police on him. Suddenly, it was as if we had known each other a long time and I felt like I was loyal to him in a way. He knew my name, and he saw that I was not the one who had called the police on him. He looked at me, got right into my face and asked again, "You didn't call the police. You wouldn't call the police on me, right?" I shook my head frantically, suddenly very scared and loyal to him. Then everything went black.