It was one of those "stay one night in a haunted mansion" dreams. People I didn't know, like a movie. They were talking then decided to go out and do something outside the mansion. So all of a sudden it's just me there and I'm looking through their cigarette butts for some reason, I start thinking about the woman that was burned in the basement and hear someone coming down the hall. Looking up I pick up the ashtray and take a step foreard. I'm in my own living room now and the woman comes around the corner. She looks all burnt and stuff. I gasp to scream and throw the ashes at her for some reason. I wake up mid-gasp, gasping also. Had a stomach ache and ate before I went to bed. Still have a stomach ache. Argh.