Demons in my dreams?! Please interpret.

[starchild87]

I was in a small local town that I know very well, but it looked more modernized. I went to a theater, like an opera and that’s where I came across all of my accomplices. I had arrived early and was walking around. Then I walk into this room and hear a man talking to himself. People start to pour in and I can’t hear the man anymore. The shows begins, but before people were ready for it to. The orchestra plays the first few notes and then the familiar voice that I heard earlier came out screaming something that wasn’t in English. Next thing I knew he was flying off of the balcony and landing on the floor surrounded by a pool of blood. I expected everyone to panic and run, but they didn’t hardly anyone moved. I ran outside of the balcony I was in and into a hallway. That’s where I meet the creature’s next victim. He looked like my brother, but he rarely spoke. He seemed to be the one that it was after now. I grabbed him by the hand and we ran down hallways, running from this creature; this thing. We run into a younger teenage girl with her younger brother. They follow us. Finally we’re outside getting into a car. We drove around town a bit. There wasn’t anyone visible anywhere but we could feel someone watching us. It was like it was burning through our flesh with every glance. We went to the gas station and bought some things like food, drinks, and an atlas. We piled back into the car and I asked the girl if she was okay or if she needed me to stop at her house to pick up clothes or something. She was wearing white shorts and a blue tank top in the middle of winter. She said no that we should go on a road trip. We needed to get out of town before it found us. We drove and drove. We were headed for the Mexico border line. Somehow we thought we’d be safe there. We finally stopped at a motel and got a room. The motel was shaped like a horseshoe so we could see across towards other people’s doors. I told the young boy to close the curtain. When I realized that he was just sitting there I walked over and looked out the window. The last door to the right was opening, but then another door would be there. It was going so fast all. I quickly closed the curtains and turned around and said he knows. I told everyone to go huddle in the far left corner of the room. I stood at the locked door and watched out the peephole. The door unlocked without me touching it. I backed up and told my friends to cover their eyes and ears. They did as I told. The door swung open and a horrible deep red, almost black covered everything outside my room. I walked into the red and the door closed behind me. I was then confronted by a large black man. He wasn’t walking though; he was floating with his feet dragging on the wooden floor. He said something that I could only recognize as the same thing the man from the opera said. He had tears streaming down his face. Then his body dropped right in front of me, against a pillar. After he feel he didn’t have a face, it was like a black hole where his features should have been. Then to my left a still beating heart floated up to me. I held out my hand and it dropped into it. I cried out but something forced me to squish it between my fingers and hands. Everyone started coming out of their rooms, except my three friends. I heard laughing coming from the room that had the many doors. It was a laughter that was so haunting and indescribable. Something truly evil had been following me and now I was its prey. That was the end of my dream. I woke up and didn’t get to finish it.

[Varzandeh]

Hi,
Running away from someone means to overcome the demon and at last you will be the winner.
Driving means guidance of your life.
Locking a door means not achieving a wish.
Curtain means a sorrow on the way of life.
Going from a room to another and another without locking any means ending a sorrow or curing an illness.

[sdcross778]

the only thing i thought of was that you are use to defending yourself against others or feel that others are attacking you. when i dream of demons it usually means i am angry about something