This dream was very weird to me due to the environment it was occurring in. It started off with myself sitting on a couch in a living room. Though, my family was not actually my family in real life. They were totally different people. For example, I had two sisters and my parents (I actually have 3) and they were wearing vintage sleepwear since it was already in the middle of the night. I even managed to catch a glimpse of myself and I too was different. While we were in the living room the news was broadcasted. The details on what the news reporter was a bit fuzzy so I did not remember exactly what he was talking about, but I could hear the distress in his voice. I only remember one piece of dialog that he spoke at the last bit. He said, "Take cover, they have arrived. We are no longer safe." After that there was a knock on the door. I think it was one of my sisters that answered the door and as I approached to take a peek of who it was, I could see a man with blond hair with green uniform standing there. There was also a woman with black hair and black clothing next to him. I couldn't hear the words they exchanged, but they ended up barging in anyways. They took a seat in the couch across from us and began a conversation. Again, I cannot remember the conversation, but I could still remember the menacing face that he made while staring at us. For some reason I excused myself to the kitchen. There I stood for quite some time, just to recollect myself. Out of no where, I don't know why he shows up in half of the dream, but I was holding a baby. (The baby reminded me of my nephew) I then made my way to the living room only to remain in shock because of the chaos that had broken out. They couches were all over the place and there laid my dead mother and father. I panicked and decided to hide the baby in the kitchen while I tried save my sisters. I ran to the rooms and opened the door to find one of my sisters on the floor dead and the lady with the black hair dead too. It appears my sister fought her off, but also died in the process. Then I looked in the direction my other sister was and there he was, the blond man trying to stab her. She was struggling to hold off the knife that was about to pierce her. I started running towards her to stop him, but it was too late. He had stabbed her in her heart. I was crying and anxious, afraid for my life and everything that was happening. The man then noticed I was there and gave me a chilling smile. As if he was saying your next. I then began to run back to the living room, but he managed to tackle me and I was struggling to be released from his grip. At first he tried to choke me to death, but I some how punched him or something and began running to the kitchen. Of course he managed to catch up to me and again was telling me how he was going to kill me and how he enjoyed killing my family. Meanwhile he was doing that, I spotted a tiny knife by the counter. I then reached it and pierced his side. I kept running and I finally reached the kitchen. I tried to console the baby for it to not make any noise. It wasn't long before he reached the kitchen and started to walk towards me. I'm not sure when it was, but I had a big kitchen knife in my hand. (I've also had this kitchen knife in one of my other dreams too, its my mothers favorite knife for cooking) I kept swinging and threatening him, but that didn't seem to work. He managed to knock the knife out of my hand and tackled me again. This time he tried to stab me, but I put my hand to interfere with my chest. I then managed to reach the knife and stabbed him in the chest, right in the heart. As I slowly watched his life leaving him, I had this odd feeling that I knew this person? That he was once someone close to me? (I was very indecisive about leaving this detail in since it would be very weird, but oh well) I then kissed him, I know weird huh. Anyways, his lips felt rough, it was such a weird feeling. Then I awoke from this chaotic dream.
