Texas Machine Gun Massacre

So last night I had a dream that my dad and I were hiding in our kitchen whilst the scary Texas Chainsaw Massacre guy was downstairs in our garage taking faces off people. WOW. So like any terrible dream when you realize your definitely NOT going to win this one and you feel completely hopeless- wake up. And that's just what I did only to find myself falling back asleep and picking up where I left off! But now I was with someone else running down an abandoned street somewhere. My partner in fear and I dashed into a small shop to take a break and found a cute little old lady in there minding her own business, innocently putting away items in her shop. As we were waiting in there we used the Lady's phone to call my sister, she said that her boyfriend and his good friend Sam would be by to pick us up shortly and get us out of wherever we were. So Boyfriend and Sam both came and got us and drove us to safety! YAY nightmare over right?! No, instead I switched to being the little old lady left behind in the shop, as I sat watching the four people driving away in fear I began to worry a bit myself. I decided to hide away all of the items that the two people had touched while in the store, in hopes that whatever was trailing them wouldn't catch the sent. After doing that I went and hid in a large walk in closet at the back of the store, not soon after whatever was chasing them entered abruptly and began trashing the place by the sound of it. I continued to hide in the dark closet. Then the man (Texas Chainsaw guy but in this case minus the chainsaw and plus a machine gun) came into the closet flipped on the light and declared that I come out of hiding. I still hid in fear though- he began shooting up the place and said that I must toss him shoes from my hiding place and he would leave me. So I grabbed two pairs of pink Uggs and threw them at him. He screamed that he needed more shoes, so I tossed another pair at him and he left but not after unloading a round all over the store. Then I woke up, still scared and turned to my boyfriend.
"I had a bad dream" I said. "What was it?" "Too long to explain" I said trying to be brief. "Oh, I had a dream about Meghan Fox"... FML