I dreamed that I was walking along a street with my father and there were some weird figures hanging out there, so my father took my hand. Then one of these
people came over to us and we stood still and that person started to cut my fathers throat, and my father just stood there paralysed while it happened and so
did I. I only remember how I felt my father loosen the grip of his hand on mine while he was murdered.
it still scares me to death