Was this suppose to be a nightmare?

Either my brain couldn't decide if it wanted a nice dream or a bad dream... because I think I was trying to reenact Nightmare On ... something Street.

Even though I've never seen it. Well done, brain.

There were cats everywhere, a little brown ghost bag thing made from a scarecrow's face, a mysterious door to nothingness, and a ghost girl just... staring out a window.

And I was scared out of my mind for some weird reason.