I was part of this family, perhaps redneck inbreeds...maybe not..but definitely not ur sane group. Basically all my relatives, who seemed to be older than me, were luring ppl into our shack..to best describe it...and killing and dismembering them. At some point I tried walking the street at night looking for the cops...and I believe I did get them to do a sting..or perhaps a raid. I'm not quite sure it worked...or if they got killed but then my dream turned into where I was in fear of my own life...for betraying them...and they were coming after me. I was running/crawling up a heavily wooded hill...which consisted of what appeared to be low lying laurel bushes. I guess I figured if I navigated my way thru the thick branches and cover...my relatives who were wielding machetes, sickles and rifles, wouldnt be able to catch me. I'm not sure what else happened after that..but it was definitely a surreal dream as far as my fear, heart beating, the scratchin of the twigs and branches as I crawled thru em.
