Dream

 I dreamed Bill and I were sitting in a car next to a hedge beside a dark castle. A man approached the castle. Vincent Price answered the door, there was a struggle and more men came running. I heard gunshots. 

"I heard his voice trail off as he spoke to the man, he was strangled, before the shots," Bill said. As he started driving the car Bill asked, "I wonder what direction we're facing?"

"Away," I said. "Let's drive away from them."

In the next scene we were in the castle kitchen. We worked there.

"Let's not breathe a word of this," I said to Bill and another couple that had been with us in the car. I was making a pizza trying to find the right pan. "We're supposed to meet Vincent upstairs at 8:30 PM. What should we do?"

I woke up. I told the dream to my husband. "I dreamed Vincent Price was in a Castle and answered the door and got strangled."

"That makes sense," he said.

I didn't even know I knew who Vincent Price was.