Killer bride?

Date: 2/24/2019

So, I don’t remember exactly what happened in an exact order or if I missed anything out as when I wake up my dreams are often a blur but, what I do remember is truly terrifying. I remember being in my living room; strapped down into a table near a bookshelf. All of a sudden a blonde haired woman dressed in what seemed to be a ripped and messy wedding dress walks up to me whilst beading her huge doll like eyes into me whilst holding a firm direct mode of address. Her eyes were black. No iris to be seen. Just fully black. When she has came to a hault in front of me she continues to stare as her body collapses onto the floor into a pit of blood. The weird part of this was the fact that I remember not being afraid in the dream, in fact I was just confused. I felt as though I knew this woman, but thinking back now I don’t recall anybody who looks like this. After this had happened I don’t remember how, but I had been able to get out of what was holding me onto the table. I don’t remember any of this but what I do remember is myself going upstairs into my bedroom. As I walked into the bedroom I saw the same woman kneeling on top of my bed. I was stood in the doorway just staring at her in disbelief and cowardly-ness. Previously when I had an encounter with this woman, I didn’t have an exact emotion that I could put my finger on. I came to the conclusion that I was just confused. But this time I remember looking at her feeling terrified and nauseous. She continued to look me up and down when out of nowhere a circular mechanical saw came out of the ceiling as though it was on an invisible rope. She grabbed the saw and flicked a switch which made the saw erupt in a fit of loud noises (similar to those of a chainsaw). The saw immediately came to life and slit the side of her throat. Now remember the reason it hit the side of her throat was due to her still stealing at me. Blood squirted from her neck all the way across the room, soaking myself and my bedsheets. The saw swung back and forth into her neck but suddenly came to a stop when she fell back onto my bed. Her arm hanging over the bed almost touching the floor and blood still spewing and dripping from her neck and from the wooden legs of the bed. Then I woke up.