What is the meaning in a dream of camera

Dreamt of a couple engaging in sexual activity which I joined them in. Then a Random bloody almost boney skinned lamb appeared and the woman from the couple gave the lamb my shirt to cover the lamb. The lamb refused to give the shirt back it was fighting the woman when she tried to get it My shirt had the words ‘death of dreams’ on it. Also I was in a store and a girl was record me with her camera when I confronted her it turned out she had photos of me on her phone that only I knew about they were on my phone how did she get them. Then a woman also accused me of having an affair with her husband because he also had photos of me on his phone and he had been going around saying I was having an affair with me even though I had never met this guy. I then had the lady delete all my photos.

The dream starts with me as a cameraman. I’m recording this narrow hallway, but I’m standing where there should be a wall. There is a mirror at the right end of the hallway, and it’s reflecting the hallway, but it’s dark. Even though the hallway is filled with light, you can see very clearly. And there are three girls standing in front of the mirror, but it’s not showing their reflections. They’re just standing there, heads angled down, and still as statues. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a shadow move in the mirror. As I watch, a woman walks up to the mirror from the inside. She’s wearing a white nightgown and has long black hair covering her face. I suddenly hear something along the lines of, “Don’t pan over the camera.” I don’t know if someone said that to me, or if I thought it inside the dream. Even though I don’t want to pan over the camera, I start doing that. As I pan over, I see the woman at the other end of the hallway. She suddenly sprints toward me, and then a jumpscare appears right in my face. It looks transparent, so I can still see everything happening behind this face. It’s of a person with huge eyes and a mouth full of shark-like teeth. I know that I dreamt something else in between this, but I can’t remember what it was. Then everything that I just wrote happened again, in exactly the same way.

John McAfee doing lines with Danny Thomas as a bunch of bored looking hookers chase greasy cheeseburgers with swigs of Ex-Lax. A big plastic dropcloth laid out on the floor. Video cameras on tripods.