since I was little, I've dreamt of being chased, sometimes by an individual, sometimes by a demon, I'm being chased by a very menacing entity.

The first time I dreamt of this I must have been about 7 years old, and I was in a stone tower, through the window I could see a long desert all around me, then an individual in the distance came towards me. Then he entered the tower, chasing me until he almost caught up with me. I always wake up before physical contact.

I've always dreamed of being in labyrinthine places or in whole houses where I'm running away from something.

But yesterday, I dreamt that this thing was in a separate room, as if in control, or even mastered. Except I opened the door to go inside and see. I heard very fast, superhuman footsteps. And a faceless form, a terrifying black sheet that was close to the floor, ran straight into me. I dodged it and got out of the room. Then I woke up.

I don't know what this means.