I dreamed that I was in a house I used to live in. I ran through the front room and was somehow trapped by someone or something. What ever it was, it felt very dark and evil. I tried like hell to escape and I did quite a few times. But all he had to do was look at me and I would freeze and fall to my knees. I never got a look of the dark being while it was stalking and capturing me. I eventually ran out of range and made it to my cousins house. I couldn't believe that I made it. I kept trying and I finally made it. Then I looked through a doggy door through to the front porch. I lied down and I suddenly had a sniper rifle in my hand. Another doggy door leading from the front porch to the outside was visible through the one into the house that I was looking through, and that's where I knew I'd see him. Coming after me. I was right. He walks right into my trap. I waited, and finally got a good look at him. It was a middle aged man with long curly brown hair and dark eyes. He looked normal. Then he looked through my scope right into my eyes and I felt the cold down my back. He eerily smiled and his face quickly transformed into a horrible monster. I screamed "FUCK YOU!" and fired one right between the eyes. The sound and flash of the bullet firing woke me up.