For some reason, i had dreamed a creepy dream.
I was at (saying at instead of in because i was outside) some old looking big house, i was alone, and there were few people who had their windows open. One guy threw a knife out of the window, and i just stared. Out of confusion, i started running, and then i saw two guys. One was holding a knife, but the other one was doing nothing, he didn't have a weapon and he didn't attack me, but the one holding knife, from what i remember, teased me, tried to kill me, and because i had no weapon, i ran away.
I am not sure if i died, or if i came back home alive because i forgot what happened after that. The dream felt real, i thought that i was really going to die.