Interpretation of a weird dream?

[The_Hiding_Amaranth7]

I had a dream the other night where it began with me, wearing all black, with a black leather jacket with brown fuzz on the hood, covering the top half of my face. There was snow up to my ankles. In the background, I saw something that was engulfed in flames, and in the distance I heard people screaming. I walked to a house, I can't remember what it looked like. But I believe the house was quite old. I think it was 3-5 stories tall. I don't remember what happened from there.

The next part I remember is I was being chased through the house. After running down some stairs, I just stopped and listened to see how close the other person was. It was silent. I remember the room I was in and it had one mini flight of stairs. The stairs(that had only 3 steps) lead to a diagonal wall going up, behind the wall was an actual large staircase that went up to the next floor. The walls were a light yellow color. There was a small table with a large light blue vase on it. Inside the vase was a bouquet of flowers with large, vivid colored leaves. The leaves of the flowers were shaped like the shell of a sunflower seed, just much larger. All of them had two colors on them. One of the flowers looked like it had been delicately encased in gold. On the leaves of the golden flower, there was also a dark red color. The center of the flower was also a dark red. On the wall a little to the right of the flowers, there was a picture of a boy inside of a square, golden colored frame. I couldn't really tell how old he was, but he was young. He had short medium brown hair. He was wearing a dark blue shirt. The background of the picture was a light blue. To the left of the vase there was a rectangular picture hanging up inside of a wooden frame. It was a picture of The Last Supper. Over on the far right there was another rectangular wooden frame, but I don't remember what the picture looked like. I don't recall what happened next.

In the final part of the dream, I ran into a room that had a very dark red wallpaper. On the wallpaper were lighter red and golden flowers entwined together in rows. There were two small windows on the wall to my right. There was a black couch underneath the windows. On the left wall there were a few bookshelves. The bookshelves were made of a very dark brown wood. Also, there was a white dresser against the left wall. The blinds on the windows were also a very dark color. It looked very old and fancy. There was a black jacket thrown on the side of the couch. It looked like it belonged to a man. In the previous dream where I was in this house, I also ended up in this room. In the last dream all I did was lock the door to try to keep whoever was coming after me out. It didn't work. Whoever it was busted through the door and stopped me from escaping. In the last dream, I went into that room to try and escape through one of the windows, but the window wouldn't open. In this dream, I remembered what had happened before and I thought to myself "I should move the dresser in front of the door, then they can't get in" (I think I was lucid dreaming). So I started to move the dresser in front of the door. When I first picked up the dresser, I was surprised by how light weight it was. After I placed the dresser in front of the door, I turned around to begin my escape through the window. When I turned around, there were two men standing in front of the couch with there arms crossed. I was shocked because there was no other way they could have gotten into the room. There was no other doors, and I would have heard the windows opening. The men were about 19-25 years old. I don't remember what they look like except that one was brunet and the other blonde. (I think they were the people who were chasing me in the previous dream) They had this look on there faces that's hard to describe but it was like they were angry/disappointed at me. It was like in their heads they were saying "Really? REALLY?!" The brunet looked at the blonde and nodded at him. I walked over to the couch and sat on my knees facing the window. I began to cry. I balled my hand into a fist and just started punching the window trying to break it. After a few punches my hand started bleeding and I got blood on the window. I buried my face into the couch and continued to cry. The two men just stood there with their arms crossed and watched me.

This dream (Along with the other one where I was in this house) was really strange. It was so vague. I have no idea what I was doing in that house, or why I couldn't leave. After I woke up I just had this feeling that I wasn't suppose to leave that house at all, ever. I guess I was being held there against my will since I tried to escape, but I have no idea why I didn't just leave while I was walking away from the fire. Today, I had a random urge to draw the scenes from the dream, which I find odd. I honestly have no idea what this dream could mean, if it means anything, because of how vague it is. I also find it extremely weird how in the dream while I was walking away from the fire, I could have escaped then and there. But instead I returned to the house and tried to escape through the window again.