quiet men

I dreamt I was at some hotel thing. It was for work I'm thinking. I was there for a reason with people I wouldn't normally spend time with. I don't remember much of this part. Later in the dream I was walking down a street I used to walk when I was in grade school. It was a quiet street, wide and not lines painted on it. I think only older people lived on it because all of the lawns were manicured and I never saw children coming out of them. I was walking along when I realized a man was following me. He was slightly hefty and bald. I could feel that he was smart  and intent on his purpose, so I wouldn't be able to easily get away. I would walk down one street, back in through a alley and so on, and he was on my every step. I ducked into a house and somehow lifted myself up above the door jam. My plan was to just attack him as he walked in. As soon as I moved up, I saw a taller man right behind him. It was as though his mind was not only able to read mine, but he could manifest whatever he needed immediately to thwart my next move.