The purge

Date: 4/29/2019

I dreamt I was in my childhood home and my current one mixed together. Someone told me it was the night of the purge and I was not woth the shits. So I climbed into bed. Even in bed, I could sort of see the people who seemed oddly inhuman slink through the house and set up traps. One crawled under my bed and remained there. I worried about my mother, but knew if i left the bed, he would get me. I grabbed my Swiss army knife from my pants on the ground, but it turned out to be someone else's crappy version. There was no knife portion. But there were scissors so. Towards the emd of the night, the guy under my bed wanted me to see him. To know his was there. He started doing things with the shadows and I started stabbing at the air, but nothing more happened. Soon he ran out of time and left.