Describe a recurring dream you've had.
All my life I've had a recurring dream where I'm being chased. Sometimes it's by zombies, sometimes by the police, sometimes by communists (my grandpa would make me watch Red Dawn over and over as a child). Usually it will start outdoors, and I'll be hiding behind trees, racing across rickety bridges, and leaping ditches. Eventually it always ends up in a large old house with many staircases and closets. Often the hallways will narrow to tiny doors that no human can fit through. In my dream I must navigate the house, hiding from my pursuers. I've always been curious why I have this dream over and over.