I dreamed I was in a plaground-like mall where I left my jacket and shoes. When my family was waiting outside and I left without anything, i kept going here and there, to the door and back, and somehow bumped into my friends. And finally, when I got up the stairs to get my jacket, I heard a scream. I looked down to find a serial killer and my friends slowly backing away. I somehow got a knife out of thin air and threw it at him, then he rushed up the opposite flight of stairs, and just when he was about to grab me, I woke up. And when I woke, I wrote this so I don't forget. Scary and weird, but unexplainable. Please no one explain this.