The house down the block

Date: 11/29/2022

The dream started about me feeling hopeless and frustrated about dad never doing anything but for some reason he was also an alcoholic. He drank too much one day and I felt like there was no other option but to run away.. I was a random girl but she had all my thoughts ( she was really pretty, long thin, brown, flowing hair; with tan skin but not too dark just sun-kissed,and pretty brown eyes.) I was only wearing a tank top and some underwear with a blanket I wrapped around myself, as I felt tears run down my cheeks. (I remember it specifically being 8:30pm and the street lights were on) I walked past a sort of run down house and got about two houses further when a man got out of the house to follow me, He called out to me softly asking me what was wrong and trying to console(?) me; I turned to him and wiped away some tears before slowly leaning into his arms, for a hug to comfort myself. We started walking back to his house; once we got in, there was no furniture so I just sat on the floor looking at him (he had straight hair a little longer then his ears, he looked disheveled, pale skin and he was tall) I remember he was talking to me about something when I turned my head to the other side of the room and saw six decomposing bodies, most were mutilated in some way (some worse then others) the smell was sweet and putrid in a weird way.I started freaking out trying to despair escape. He looked at me calmly and told me to stop struggling and sit down before he breaks my arm with the hammer he had in his other hand. I listened to him and sat back down on the cold wood floor; there was a weird device between us almost like a bedside table beside a bed but the top was just a peice of 2X4 wood. He put my hand on the wood and I looked at him confused. He reached down for a moment and then positioned a nail over my finger, I started screaming and crying, begging h not to hurt me. Unfazed, he lifted the hammer and struck the nail through my pointer finger and into the wood. The pain was horrible and I screamed even louder trying not to pass out. He was about to do my middle finger when a girl woke up in the corner, she was bloody and barely alive (she had white blonde hair with icy blue eyes and was his sister?) She called out to him and asked why he had done this to her before he pulled out a gun and shot her through the head.