I dreamt of a little girl who was accused of witchcraft by the church. The villagers tied her to a tree and set her on fire to see if she survives. I tried hard to help her but realized, since she really was a witch, she would live and could escape. The ropes burnt away and I told her to run. The villagers had been hiding from her in the church. I got a sinking feeling in my stomach. I could feel something had gone wrong. So I ran to the church and went inside. The witch was coming back for us. I locked the church door tightly. The priest kept muttering for god to help us. Then I heard something on the roof and knew we were all going to die. Then I woke up.