i had a dream, and then i woke up

last night's dream was a little strange. but if you're me, that's normal.

there was a family. i can't quite remember now - i think just a father, a daughter and a son. no mother. but the daughter went missing. and then the son saw her lying down. she was behind a line of trees on a patch of green grass. big trees, you know like the ones that they use to make woods. so the boy went over to see her, and she wouldn't wake up. she looked fine, and she was warm. but she wouldn't wake up. and the father came, and he pushed her hair back. and there was the tiniest bullet hole in her temple. you could barely even notice, it was a red spot.

so naturally, police were involved - they suspected the father. i don't know how i found out, or the father, actually, found out - but the person who shot her was an old lady. and the lady knew that the father knew, and she found joy in it.

and then, one night, the lady was in their house. and she put something under the mattress of the father's bed. i don't know what - something that would kill him. and he came home and noticed that somthing was different, he found the thing under his mattress, and he knew that the lady had been there. so he went after her. her house was a big house on the top of a hill, and it was night time. he was in her office, looking through her files - trying to find evidence i suppose, when she appeared in the doorway. and she just watched him. and he turned around and realised she was there. and she just smiled.

and then he was outside, with and fbi agent - who actually was on his side. and they were leaving. because they couldn't do anything. they couldn't prove anything, and they had to leave - because otherwise, the old lady was going to kill the father.