I dreamt that I was in a house, I guess my house. It was night and was milling around half dressed in pjs. At some point I was sitting on the edge of a plush chair and examining my skin, my toes... I was in the living room and from there could see the front door, which had a window with an open shade on top, a picture window and into the hall that lead to the kitchen and another side door with a window.
I heard a slight noise and looked up. I noticed that the door knob was turning. I ran to it quickly to shut and lock the door. I saw a man outside with a creepy grin on his face knowing he'd been caught. He was dressed conservatively with a red sweater with a horizontal stripe through the middle, a collar poking out the top covered by a dad type jacket and hair that was perfectly groomed. He was saying something to me, but all I heard was a guy wants to get in here and will say anything to do it. A friend of his stood behind him with a box of pizza. Does this work for them??
I went through the house and made sure it was secure and then felt secure.
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