No Escape

Night of August 6th, 2011
I walk out of the house. We finally made it! The little girl is safe. So is her father. We are walking away when a car pulls in front of us into the driveway of the house next door. Black SUV with white trim. A man in a black suit wearing sunglasses steps out. No.. no no no, we won, we got out, why is he still here?! The father charges him. I scream at him "NO!!!!" but there's nothing I can do. I curl down and shield the daughter's eyes. The man raises his pistol and calmly, emotionless, shoots the father in the chest. The daughter and I jump at the sound. The father has a look of shock and collapses. Blood flowing down the driveway and pieces of his flesh blown behind him. I grab the girl by the wrist and we somehow make it behind the SUV without getting shot at. Maybe the man in the suit wants the girl alive? He must. We run into the house. The girl flails her arm and breaks my grip, and runs off. I call for her, chasing her. I turn down a hallway and there is another man. Very dark grey trenchcoat, matching pants, matching gloves, matching hat, matching boots, and sunglasses. His hands are in his pockets. He doesn't move. I spin around and run the other way as fast as I can. I see the girl hiding in a bathroom, tucked in between the toilet and the shower. I pick her up and tell her to go out the window. I step into the shower and hold her up. The window isn't open far enough. I put her down and open it fully. There is a mess of spider webs and sticks and thorny branches to get through. I pick her up again, lifting her to the window. She pulls her hands back and looks at me, scared. I tell her "Crawl through, or die." She goes through, whimpering, and I watch her hit the ground. She gets up and runs. "WAIT!!" I pull myself up and kick my feet, sliding through and hitting the ground hard. I run the direction she did, around the side of the house. As I come around the corner, the man in the trenchcoat is standing in the yard. He is walking toward me. Quickly. I open a door on the side of the house, and slam it behind me just in time.

Gap in dream

I've worked out that time works differently between the house and theoutside. The man in the trenchcoat is the same man, but he is both inside and outside. The little girl and I must keep going between the two in order to stay away from him. I tell her to jump from the banister upstairs to the ledge under another window. She must get out onto the roof now. She makes the jump, steps outside, and out of view just as the trenchcoat man finds us again. No time for me to jump. I run down the hall and into a room where there is another man. An asian man. Short black hair. White t-shirt. He is sweating and shaking, standing in front of the open window. The sun is setting. As I take a few steps into the room, he turns to look at me. He shakes his head no. I can see out the window into the driveway. The black SUV with white trim. And the man in the suit... holding an enormous weapon. He fires it. I hit the floor. The asian man's leg is blown off. Blood and flesh and bone splatter the room and myself. He is screaming in agony but somehow still standing upright. He can't move. I scramble out of the room and peek back around the corner. I notice he is holding an RPG. Blood still pouring from his severed leg, he raises it and aims it at his own head. He yells fiercely. I cover my eyes and turn my head out of the room just as he fires it. BOOM. The house shakes. I am horrified and shaking, crying. I hear a footstep and look up. The man in the trenchcoat. He has blood all over him, soaking through his clothes, his footsteps leave traces of blood. He is holding the little girl. She is limp. She is completely mutilated. I can't even form words. I sit there, gasping, my entire body trembling uncontrollably, trying to reach a hand up to her. The man in the trenchcoat smiles.