Stalker??

Whoa...

So I was having one of my 'normal' dreams; nothing too out there, when EVERYTHING hit the fan.

I was at a camp/farm/deserted town type place, walking through a scattered croud.
I recognised someone, turn and smile at the dark haired girl. Walking up the path I carried on with my task.
After a weird days work I headed home.
I was in a big, awkwardly laidout wooden house and I was trying to find something or someone, wondering through the halways and encountering a whole lot of random.

I gather in a room with other people I know; old schoolmates, family, friends, that guy at the coffee shop etc, and we are casually told we need to evacuate as soon as possible. the bottom level of the building is ....(disappearing, fire, something bad) so I organise people to climb out the window to the roof where a helicopter will help them down to the ground far below.

While I am instructing people through the window more helicopters arrive.
The first group of people are attached to harnesses and lowered to safety.
With confidence the next 4 groups are loaded onto the 4 available helicopters and then lifted into the air, raised over the edge of the building and in a wave of unison, released.
The ropes crash to the ground and bodies scatter.


Then the twist in this dark tale.
The person I was helping out the window, which happened to be the last, turns to me and with a sly grin, and says I am to blame.

She is a young girl I coached at hockey nealy 6 years ago. Short, with dark hair and an even darker twinkle in her eye.

She lays out her grand plan.
How she has stalked me all these years. Followed me to learn who is near and dear and gather them here on this night.
I don't quite understand why- Why does se want to do this too me...

When I woke up. I ran through all the times I've seen her; at the mall, at her work, in town on Saturday, at my cousins wedding...
and those are only the times I noticed her. -She has been following me..... I begin to work myself into a state of panic that my friends are gone.
I fell back asleep eventually.

But now, its so weird how real that dream felt. I keep remembering times that I had seen her around and can't shake the feeling of iminent doom with her.

Gosh, was what I did really that bad? Immature yes... bad- maybe. but on a school stature/reputation level bad...

I think I just feel bad about it, thats all.