Dreams killer

Okay so it started of as me walking somewhere and I was walking behind these two guys and I saw two plastic bags on the ground like right behind one of the guys and I automatically knew he was a serial killer and the two guys happen to stop and turn around and I remember that I was a serial killer but not really and that a while back I use to torture one of the guys. And then u felt like I was in trouble and that he remember me so I ran home( I'm not really me at during that part I'm some other guy). So anyway I'm me again and I ran in the house and hide in the attic. And then idk what happen after but apparently the serial killer found me and the next thing that happens I was on this couch with some other boy. And the killer was sitting in this rocking chair making me and the boy do stuff while he watchAnd then I guess I stop whatever he was making me do and he was telling me how he killed his daughter and cut her up and made her into a furniture I think and they boy was like keep going before he kills us. And idk.what happen after that but I sneak out a window and I ran into this neighborhood full of serial killers so I ran back out. And I just was running and all I can remember was that he was chasing me and I kept escaping by running in house and buildings and jumping off the balcony and just as running away from him. And that all I remember

I had a dream I was with a man I think it was the father of my child he turned out to be a serial killer we were walking though the woods and he tried to kill me in front of our daughter with a hammer I ran into a version of my work that is currently being demolished in real life and locked up and called police.

I was at home and went into the yardage and there were ants and spiders everywhere then I was running around a maze from a crazy killer then I came in contact with ghosts

A serial killer was wearing a mask and holding a knife. He kept chasing me and killed anyone who tried to help or warn me. He would get really close like right outside my car window but when I would find a way to escape him he would smile. Another person pulled over and I jumped in their car to escape the killer but while driving I kept feeling like someone was strangling me but no one was.

I dreamt that I was being harassed by a "killer" clown. He had similar features to Steven King's IT clown: sharp teeth, red eyes, pale skin, claws. I was alone in an unfamiliar, empty house. There was little to no lighting, but I remember feeling like I was not entirely alone. The only furniture was an empty closet, similar to the one in the Narnia movies. The clown was incredibly close to my face and he had a sinister smile with blood-stained teeth. I began to run away, but it felt like I wasn't actually going anywhere. He caught up and knocked me down, and began to strangle me. I knew I was in danger, but I wasn't struggling for breath. Although I was still dreaming, I thought I had woken up and was safe. But I turned around and the clown was standing over me smiling. I could not decipher my dream from reality.