Okay, to give a little background- I've always had...strange dreams; dreams where I'm being pursued, hounded by a "familiar" man, dreams where I die, or where I spend the entirety trying to not get assaulted; avoiding alligator pits, running around in mansions or communities housed inside one big building, where people or things turn into other people and things, you know the normal sort of strange dreams. But this one, actually won't get out of my head and since I've gotten insight here before, I was wondering if anyone could grant me it again.

All I can remember is that, myself and some people I don't know but feel like I'm amiable with enough are, again, inside this LARGE building that happens to have foliage and a night sky. We were inside of a house that was built more like a set, with two walls missing so there was direct access to the "outside", the house was quaint and filled with...I guess, some macramé and retro styled furniture- any way, as we're getting ready to go to sleep (in the living room area) each of us have our sheets (as in bed sheets), this man comes in and (I can't really remember how it happens in any detail) he steals my sheet and runs out the opening! I'm in shock, and (actually) very afraid. I just stand there and my mind decides to make police show up, everyone is grouchy about missing sleep and annoyed that I would make such a big deal. "It wasn't even her sheet." a woman says to one of the officers and soon enough I'm ignored as they try to find the man to stop this from happening again, but the return of my sheet is not even brought up.

FYI it was certainly MY bed sheet, as in, very much the one I sleep with in the physical world.

Sorry about the non-formal way this was presented, it seemed like it would make more sense if I put it as plainly as I could. Thank you all so much for reading.