I was in some sort of mall where my friend Megan was giving a party. As soon as I got there I knew something was off since there was a bunch of dead people lying on the floor. They had clearly been murdered rather recently. My friends were standing next to the corpses looking scared. I was on the other side of the corpses. Then I felt the presence of the bad guy in my back. I tried to run sway, but he was way too fast and I fel to the ground where he kept me with his foot. At least I saw my friends being able to run away, so I was glad I had been able to save then in a way. The bad guy, who just looked like a black figure without a real face or anything, didn't seem to want to kill me and even loosened his grip on me when he was laughing with his accomplices about what he'd just done, so I was able to run away. At first I couldn't find a way out and he got me again, but I could easily escape again and this time I managed to run away. I met up with my best friend and we got on a train together. I wanted to get away from that mall as soon as possible, because I knew that for some reason that guy had been after me. I never saw my other friends again, but somehow I knew they were alright. There was also some flying involved in this dream, but I'm not really sure where that happened.