castle in the park

This dream, like all my dreams was weird as hell.

It started off with me in a park and then these bad guys showed up. they were taking all these other people away. I also got caught. I escaped (I think) and then got to my car. I started driving away, but then practically passed out. I wake up without crashing somehow and I am no where I know.

I wake up violently from something making a loud crashing sound.

I go back to sleep. I end up driving back to the park and there is this castle. I decide to go in it. I am now some sort of adventure hero. Huh? I fight off some monsters. On top of the castle, there is this person that I think I have to fight. So I try to go up. On my way up, ghost abominations fly out of the walls and attack me. I get to the stairwell of the castle (no joke) and find that it is completely abstract. there are stairs leading into the back of stairs, stairs that are sideways, stairs that don't really look like stairs, but are still recognizable; you get the idea.
I go up, still being attacked mercilessly by an ever growing number of ghost things. I get out onto the roof. the guy I think I am supposed to fight is just sitting there. I think he shoots lightning at me (it was raining this entire time by the way) and I wake up... I think. The ending was hazy and the waking up part was very gradual.

Oh and just because continuity is cool, I am gonna say this was the same castle I dreamed before like 2 weeks ago (Monya Toya is the best in the U.S.A.). So this all took place in southern California. Why? I don't know, ask my subconscience.

So yeah, the dream was pretty epic, yet bittersweet.

I am still for sure no one reads this. Oh well.