The Family

The dream started with me in the backseat of a car, driving with my "family". I say "family" because I didn't recognize any of them but I felt a familial bond with them in the dream. It was me, my older sister, my mother and my father. We were on our way back from a yard sale somewhere and my father didn't close the hatch of the car all the way. He hit a pothole and the hatch flew open and some of the things we bought fell out of the car along the road. We pulled the car over and my mother and father got out to pick up the stuff that fell out. Suddenly a man in a pick-up truck came driving over to us from the driveway of the house nearby. I cant remember what the man looked like exactly but I'd say he was in his late twenties or early thirties, somewhere around there. He got out of his truck and asked my mother and father if they needed any help and they told him no we're fine. The man said okay and began to walk away towards his truck. Suddenly he turned back around, with a shotgun in his hands and began threatening my mother and father, demanding they they stay still while he checked out our car. My father tried to grab him from behind but the man knew he was coming and spun around and shot him in the leg. My father fell to the ground, screaming in pain and the man told him and my mother not to move. He started heading towards the car and my sister told me to hide in some of the stuff we got from the yard sale. I hid myself away and the man asked my sister if she was the only one in the car. She told him yes and he demanded she get out of the car and stand by our mother and father. When she got there he told them to get in the back of the truck and started heading back to the house. I crawled out of the car and made my way towards the house. When I got there I peeked through one of the windows to see what was going on inside. When i looked inside I could see a bunch of other people in the house, assumingly they were a family, and my family tied up in the corner. They were talking and pointing at my family but I couldn't make out what they were saying. Then they started making there way to the basement with my family in tow. I creeped up to the front door and snuck through the house over to the basement door. i opened the door and walked down the stairs and hid behind a stone pillar. I peeked out to see what was going on and I saw the people all standing around some machinery and there were strange symbols all over the floors and walls. I saw my father strapped to a table with wires hooked up to him and one of the family members strapped to another table with wires hooked up to him. Suddenly the other family members started chanting some strange words and another family member flipped a switch. The room lit up and I watched as my father started to age and shrivel up and the other man was getting younger and younger. When it was over my father lied on the table completely still, presumably dead. I ducked back behind the pillar but one of the family members must've heard me because he started walking towards the pillar where I was hiding. I knew I had to run and get out of there so i took off up the stairs and the man started to chase me. I managed to get outside and made a beeline towards the car, the man screaming at me and swinging a machete violently around in the air. I got in the car and managed to get it started. I stepped on the gas and took off down the road. After that I woke up from the dream.