My messed up almost dead dream.

So in my dream, I was in my house, but it wasn't exactly in my house. It was my house, but the interior was completely different. In my house, I was alone, but there was this guy who was a serial killer. He was hunting me, and he ended up finding me in the hallway. I had a gun, he had a gun, and he got me from behind. He made me put it down, ducttaped and tied my wrists and ankles together, and had me sitting down in the living room. He was laughing as he grabbed his knife and claimed he was going to slice me on every part of my body. He got up and started to walk down the hall to grab my gun, as he did that he commanded me to walk to a certain area. (It was an 'or else' situation, but I cant think of the or else.)

as I walked, I was by the front door, my ankles and wrists got free and I ran for it. I ran out of the door and down the street before he realized I left. He came out of the door and saw me all the way down the street, and got a little cart of his to carry with him,w ith his guns and knives on him. He chased me through the yards, and managed to catch me when I was a few feet away from Craig's house. I tried to juke him by running around this shed, but he managed to get me. In the end he grabbed me and was going to stab my throat, but as he grabbed me I woke up. My heart was racing, I was sweating, and I was having a legit nightmare. It was scaaaary...

I wanted to hug you more than ever. :< why you no save me?