The other night, I had a dream that a sinister clown figure was after me. Think IT meets Michael Myers. It was killing anyone and everyone in its way to get to me while I was on the run, trying to exist off the radar, hiding out overnight in liquor stores and other peoples' houses while still trying to spend time with my loved ones but dead bodies kept appearing everywhere I went, like a warning. It would appear quietly from afar, like a stalker. I was driving with my dad at midnight, in the passenger seat I noticed the clown standing on the side of the road in the mountains and staring at me and suddenly I noticed bodies in our car in burlap bags. They were all in bags, like canvas/burlap. Everywhere, like his sign that I couldn't escape or outrun him. They were all strangers but he was hunting me down and it was very eerie and disturbing. One night I spent taking refuge in a liquor store, I was with a group of friends and my celebrity crush (who was just casually hanging out with us, part of us). I was trying to flirt with him and hopefully make out a little, but another man had his eyes on me even though I didn't feel the same way but my crush didn't like that and wanted to keep things platonic because he didn't think I had my romantic priorities straight even though I didn't want anything to do with the other guy, so I was a little sad. Back to more escaping the stalker clown in a long, drawn out sequence like a movie. I don't think about clowns a lot or have a phobia of them, so this was strange to me.