My scary dreams usually involve me being chased by something that wants me dead. But there is one that immediately comes to mind. I was being chased by something or someone in a building with my family (kinda). I couldn't see who was chasing me; all I knew is he wanted me dead. I ran all over the building and I found, through a hole at my feet, my family standing a some floors right below me. There was a ladder that I could climb down, but they had moved it away from me. I begged and pleaded with them to move it, so I could climb down, but they wouldn't. Lucky for me and my sanity, I woke up before I could find out what my pursuer had planned for me.