I first had this dream when I was a young child; for some reason I have been scarred and it reoccurs frequently. I am standing in my beach club's party room where there is a large gathering. People are dancing, eating at large white tables, and I am standing next to my mom, dad, and brother. The people in the room form a circle, and I make eye contact with a man wearing a black trench-coat and large brimmed hat directly across the circle. Everyone holds hands, and the circle begins to spin. Everything blurs, except the man in black, who now is smiling and laughing. My mom suddenly grips my arm and tells me we are going to the grocery store. Suddenly, the dream flashes to our return (it skips the car ride to the store and we are entering the beach club doors). We enter the party room and everyone has been brutally murdered (presumably by this man in black). Food has been tossed on the floors, and bodies are draped over the table, dripping in blood. My mom starts crying, I gasp, and I wake up.
