Crazy Yet Cool Nightmare

I don't really have nightmares anymore....though I think last night might have qualified as one. It was actually pretty cool though. Sometimes it's just amazing what your mind can come up with story and visual-wise. Or maybe there's something else behind this particular one?

Anyway, we're in a Victorian house. Me and several girls and some guys I have no idea about. Mostly a collegey crowd. Suddenly, one of the girls is killed by a slasher in this eerie well lit white basement below. It's pretty gruesome and we saw the slasher. He had a huge square cleaver and a burlap bag over his head, but then he disappeared.

So we're all freaked out by now and head up to the living room to stay together since there's safety in numbers. The living room is a mix of modern and Victorian items and we're all hanging out when one of the older guys in the bunch tells everyone to close their eyes for a story he's going to tell.

Suddenly, as the story is being told, a doppelganger of the guy that was about to tell the story, emerges through a weird squeeze in the wall and the guy who was going to tell the the story gets sucked sideways into the wall to vanish forever. The doppelganger continues his story telling about a being that's been there since 1910 and that someone has died in the house every year since. While he's telling the story of the house, the inside of the room does some cool shifting and changing of colors and warping as new things are added. When everyone opens their eyes, they have no clue that it's the doppelganger there and don't seem to care about the new arrangement of the room.

So they begin to depart and I see some of the people gathering and talking about going out for the night. One of the girls is smoking and looking like she wants to leave. To my shock, I find myself left alone in the creepy house. I start looking for a way to escape when this young boy with spikey auburn hair finds me and holds my hand. But he's not just holding my hand, he's leading me out the front door, then the front yard and gate to just outside the house.

He then tells me, "You're too good to be here for what I have planned for them. But you better stay good the rest of your life or I will come and find you and kill you." I'm freaking out as I walk away down the sidewalk and suddenly the boy laughs and vanishes, then a crow appears and buzzes past me as the laughter still rings in my ears.