What a Dream!

At 2 am, I lay wake wondering about the dream I just had. The dream started off with thirst. As I tiptoed down the stiars, hearing sirens not far away. Through the closed drapes, I see the distinct light of a flashlight. I open the screened door and see him. He was trying to break into our shed, dressed in black. I slam the door closed and run upstair to alert my parents. My brother grabs his shotgun, and heads downstairs. Then I woke up.