MaevinWren: Dreams

Ok so I forget how it started (typical) so starting mid dream- I was out in some field, there was a dirt road that ran along a stream through a clearing. I...had some sort of magical power (this is probably coming from the book I was reading when I fell asleep- kind of an alternate world ruled by the four elements- I think I was an air element in the dream) there were four of us- I was a rather tall male, on the slim side. And there was a evil individual who wanted to consume our power which would kill us (of course- doesn't it always work that way) so the evil powerful ugly guy shows up, and we all split. I head down the dirt road- and somehow in the process I lose all my clothing and my shoes (don't know- my dream didn't explain that part) So I am being chased down the dirt road by the evil guy, who now is driving a blue truck. I stumble and slide down the bank of the stream and land in the water. I try to get up but a woman pulls me down under the water. For some reason I know her name is Amy, and she is a very powerful water element that we all though dead. She gives me air from her lips and we wait while the truck passes us by (guess he didn't see me fall in the water). We climb out of the stream and run up the rocky bank (the climate is now really hot and dusty). The truck is quite a ways down the road, but he must have spotted us because he turns around. We try hiding behind a dry sage colored bush, but the truck pulls up the hill beside us- we take off down the road and he gets out of the truck and follows us. There are now people on the banks of the stream, sitting in the dusty sand. We run past them and ahead of me I see my little nephew Nathan. That must mean my brother is around, sure enough he is close behind holding a fishing pole. I look down, and I am no longer a naked male (thank goodness) but am myself again, I tell Mathew that I am being chased and he directs me to his house (Amy has disappeared at this point- or maybe she was caught). I run down a rather woodsy road lined by close tall narrow Victorian looking houses and Matt points to his I start running up the front stairs and he stops me he asks if I know how to hide in a old house like this- with the lights off (I notice there is no power on the street) I nod and open the door and go up some stairs. The inside is reminiscent of a house from one of my reoccurring childhood nightmares. I look back down the stairs at the door, and see my brother walking in (he is now wearing black Speedo’s -yuck- ). There is a knock on the door and I look through the glass panel of the door. It is a duplicate of my brother- I didn't know that the evil guy/creature could change forms, but now I was in even more trouble. I frantically run down a hall way- my brother is tough, but I know he wouldn't last long- now the house is one that I lived in when I was seven- an old two story with a bomb shelter below I reach the door to the bomb shelter- knowing I can't hide in the house, my best chance is to run some where else. I look over my shoulder and he (now looking like my brother) has made it up the stairs and is heading down the hallway. I open the door and frantically run down the stairs to the basement (which I was terrified of when I was a child, there was a fake wall down there and behind it there was a wall with dried blood on it) I turn right at the bottom and reach the outside- it is no longer the street of Victorian houses, but instead I'm faced with the steep tree filled hillside of my old home with no one nearby to help me or hear me scream. I briefly think of all the places I know to hide in- wishing I had thought to grab some kitchen knives on the way through. I am running down the hill, dodging trees, I can hear my heart beating, pounding in my temples, and I feel a hand close on my arm and jerk me back. I look up into a very angry dark read face and start to scream but instead I wake up.