I would like help interpeting this dream. I think part of it is inaonyesha that I am hiding a great pain caused kwa really missing my grandpa who died several years zamani with a smile but I would like your help.

At the scenery is bright colors yet the tone is slightly grim being that a murder case is being worked on being solved. Suddenly everybody is in a black room, they are all standing in a cluster except for one charecter ( a woman ) who is lying on a bed. Somehow I know that this dark room is in the hospital. We pan in on the woman she is smiling yet kwa the bloody bandaid around her waist it is obvious that she must be in pain. Suddenly another woman hands one of the men in the room a key and tells him to lock the door when he leaves. Then she left with the other people saying that the man needs to be alone with the woman. The man goes to the windows surronding the whole of the room and closes all the black curtains before sitting down inayofuata to the woman.

I was in a classroom I've never seen on my own. It was empty. Alone. Cold. I got out of my dawati and looked at the blank chalkboard. Blood was smeared all over it. I felt my foot brush against something on the floor. I looked down and found a teacher's dead body. I soon ran into the hallway and found I was the only one in the school. The lights flickered and soon went out completely. I tried running trying to find help. But, something got a hold of me. Hands, cold, huge hands. The grip was breath taking. I couldn't breath. I soon smelled smoke and fire. I tried to run but there was nowhere to go. The moto surrounded me as I fell to my knees. Those cold hands turned hot like the moto around me. Let go. It wouldn't go away. Please let go of me. I don't wan tto die this way.